GIFT  OF 
Class   of  1887 


TANNWALD 


A    DRAMA 


i 


BY 


JOHN  S.  HITTELL, 


Author  of  "The  Resources  of  California,"  "A  Brief  History  of  Culture,''  Etc. 


SAN  FRANCISCO: 

ALTA  CALIFORNIA  PRINT,  529  CALIFORNIA  STREET,        , 
1878. 


TANNWALD 


BY 


JOHN  S.  HITTELL, 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress  in  the  year  1877,  by  John  S.  Hittell,  in  the  office  of  the 
Librarian  of  Congress,  at  Washington. 


SAN  FRANCISCO: 
ALTA  CALIFORNIA  PRINT,  529  CALIFORNIA  STREET, 

1878. 


FLACK  -Ten,  I  have  seen  it  before- 
OOUHT  DICK— We  trait  every  thing  to  your  manage- 
men*. 

SCENE  II— Mrs.  HABTZ'S  House.     Mr?.   HABTZ,  and 
Mrs.  MABK3. 

MBS.  MABK3_Have  you  beard  of  the  visitors  from 
Vienna. 

MBS.  HABTZ— No. 

MBS.  MASKS— About  a  dcz°n  gentlemen  have  come 
to  spend  a  month  or  two  at  Tannwald. 

MBS.  HABTZ  —What  kind  of  people  are  they  ? 

MBS.  M/BKS-  Tfcey  belong  to  the  Court  and  stop 
at  the  castle.  One  of  them  is  Mr.  Black,  tbocousia 
of  the  Baroness  ;  he  was  at  the  castle  last  Summer 
for  a  while. 

MBS.  HAI.TZ— Is  be  the  young  fellow  that  was  at- 
tentive to  Barbara? 

MBB.  MASKS  -  The  eame  one.  And  tteen  there  is 
the  Baron's  boy,  the  Page  of  tho  Archduchess. 
They  watt  to  g  t  him  transferred  to  tbe  service  of 
the  Empress,  and  are  trying  to  make  friends  for 
nim.  And  some  of  these  people  have  influence. 
There's  a  Professor,  and  a  Count,  and  several  offi- 
oers  from  the  Army. 

MBS.  HABTZ -Well,  I  suppose  they  will  net  notice 
the  villagers  ? 

KBS.  MABKS— Ob,  yes  they  will.  The  Baroness 
met  Barbara  out  walking,  and  was  very  civil  tD  her, 
and  invited  her  to  the  castle  and  told  her  to  bring 
her  friends  along. 

MBS.  HABTZ— It  is  the  first  time  that  she  ever 
•poke  politely  to  anybody  that  did  not  belong  to  the 
Couitor  the  Nobility.  You  will  .pot  let  Barbara  go  ? 

MBS.  MABKS— Certainly  I  will. 

MBS.  HABTZ  As  soon  as  the  visitors  leave,  the 
Baron  and  Bareness  will  be  tbe  same  as  before. 

MBS.  MALES  -I  don't  care  for  that. 

MBS.  HABIZ— I  would.  There  is  .no  good  from 
trying  to  associate  with  people  so  much  above  you. 

MBS.  MABKS —  Barbara  lived  in  the  caetle  at  Lin- 
decgau  for  a  while,  and  she  knows  as  much  and  has 
as  good  manners  as  these  Court  people,  and  she  is 
just  as  good  as  they  are,  if  she  is  poor.  Eo  long  as 
the  Baroness  eeeka  her  company,  I  shan't  object. 
The  Baroness  apcke  to  Barbara  of  Margaret  and 
wanted  her  to  come,  too. 

MBB.  HABIZ— I  do  not  like  the  idea  of  girls  so 
young  going  to  balls. 

Mns.  MABKS —We  went  when  we  were  young. 

MRS.  HABIZ— I  have  not  forgotten;  but  that's 
where  I  learned  the  danger. 

MBS.  MASK*— Margaret  must  get  accustomed  to 
society. 

MBS.  HABTZ— She  sees  enough  of  society  now. 
She  visits  your  house  and  Mrs.  Swerlin's  and  goes  to 
church  every  Sunday. 

MBB.  MARKS — Let  her  become  acquainted  with  the 
ladies  and  gentlemen  of  the  Court.  Let  her  see  how 
the  Court  ladies  act  and  dress. 

MBS.  HABTZ— Margaret  is  a  poor  girl  and  would  be 
made  miserable  by  the  insolence  and  fine  dresses 
and  jewelry  of  the  Court  ladies. 

MBS.  MABKS—  She  would  make  them  miserable 
With  her  flue  face. 

MR*.  HAKTZ  - 1  want  her  to  be  contented  with  her 
humble  station  in  life. 

MB*.  MABKS— You  may  make  her  discontented  by 
your  strictness  Wil>  you  not  le*  Margaret  go,  then? 

MBB.  HABTZ — I  do  not  like  t)   let  two  such  young 

girls  go  without  any  older  person  to  look  after  them. 

[A  knock  at  the  door.] 

Mas,  HABIZ  —Come  in. 


Enter  Mrs.  Swerlin. 

MBS.  MABK9— We  were  talking  about  tbe  ball. 

MB*.  SWERLIN— The  Baroness  came  to  see  me, 
though  she  never  ppoke  to  me  before  and  invited 
me  to  coma  and  bring  Margaret. 

MBS.  HABTZ— Do  you  intend  to  go  ? 

MBS.  SWEBLIN — The  Baroness  was  very  urgent, 
and  I  promised  to  come  if  I  could  get  either 
Margaret  or  Barbara  to  come  with  me, 

MHS.  HABTZ—!  suppose  I  will  have  to  let  Margaret 
go  if  you  will  keep  constant  charge  of  her  and 
Barbara. 

MBS.  STERLIN-I   Will. 

MBS.  HABTZ —Hava  you  heard  of  your  husband 
lately. 

Mii3  SWERLIN— Not  since  he  was  wounded  In  the 
ba  tte  near  Padua,  i-ix  months  ago. 

MBS.  HABIZ— Will  it  look  well  for  you  to  go  to  a 
b'all  ? 

Mrs.  SWERLIN— I  can't  stay  away  for  that.  It 
•will  be  bad  enough  to  s  :ut  myself  up  when  I  know 
that  he  is  dead  ;  he  has  been  wonnded  several  times 
before,  and  always  got  well.  He  never  eends  any 
word  to  me,  and  when  I  hear  from  him  it  is  only  by 
accident.  Tte  wives  of  other  soldiers  often  get 
letters.  If  ALtiiony  intends  to  bo  a  soldier  all  hia 
life,  and  act  this  way,  it  don't  matter  much  to  me 
whether  he  is  alive  or  dead. 
SCENE  III-  Street  in  Tannwald.  Sunday,  near  the 

church  doors. 
SLACK,    FAUSX,     afterward     MABQABEX     and     Mrs. 

SWEBLIN. 

FAFST — Your  friends  in  Tannwald  are  very  kind 
to  me. 

SLACK — They  do  not  often  see  people  from  Vienna. 
They  have  great  respect  for  you.  They  almost 
tremble  when  they  Talk  to  you.  A  famous  Professor 
is  something  godlike,  in  their  opinion. 

FAUST  — I  remember  well  what  an  awe  I  had  of 
the  Professors  when  I  first  entered  college.  I  never 
looked  at  one  without  seeing  a  halo  of  glory  about 
his  head,  in  my  imagination.  A  Professor  ;  a  maa 
that  had  written  a  book  ;  I  considered  myself  as  a 
mere  worm  by  hia  side.  Even  the  senior  students 
shared  something  of  tiie  almost  divine  majesty,  as 
it  appeared  in  my  mind.  Tbe  better  1  knew  them. 
tha  less  I  revered  them,  and  when  1  became  a  Pro- 
fessor,  I  could  not  but  laugh  at  the  awe  of  the  young 
ttu  ;.ents,  who,  however  impudent  among  their  asso- 
ciates, are  terrified  wheu  I  look  at  them  sternly. 

SLACK— I  think  it  is  a  wise  rule  of  the  University 
that  the  Professors  must  not  put  themselves  on  a 
level  witti  tbe  common  people. 

FAUST  —I  do  not ;  but  1  am  not  a  Professor  here. 
I  cauio  here  for  enjoyment,  and  want  to  drop  dignity. 
I  have  made  a  fool  of  myself  by  spending  all  my  life 
among  books.  I  hope  to  see  more  of  jovial  company 
hereafter. 

PLACK  -You  will  be  welcome  everywhere. 

FAUST -A  succession  of  peculiar  accidents  has 
made  a  recluse  of  me  since  my  childhood. 

SLACK -You  have  a  reputation  for  sanctity  ai  well 
as  for  learning. 

FAUST— It  is  the  sanctity  imagined  by  ignorance 
and  folly.  I  supposed  that  the  only  enjoyment  of 
life  was  in  books.  I  know  all  that  thece  is  in  them, 
and  tuat  much  In  them  is  false.  They  pretand  to 
give  mau  the  truth,  and  tie  him  up  in  a  net  of  lies. 
I  am  tired  of  metaphysics,  tired  of  seclusion,  tired 
of  celibicy. 

SLACK  -  Of  celibicy  J  You  know  t-iat  the  great 
Professors  are  sometimes  made  Cardinals  ;  and  when 
they  talkfd  of  giving  you  the  title  of  Eminence,  it 
old  not  displease  you. 


FAUST— No,  It  did  not ;  but  it  was  only  talk,  and 
I  do  not  feel  like  waiting.  I  almost  doubt  if  I  would 
accept  a  Cardinal's  Lat  to-day. 

SLACK The  talk  was  very  serious.     I  beard  the 

Archduk8  Charles  say  the  Emperor  -wanted  t^e  icfla- 
ence  which  your  learniog  and  eloquence  would  exer- 
ci«e  at  Home. 

PAUST— And  how  much  happier  would  I  be  for 
that?  I  would  like  the  power  of  a  Girdinal  at 
Vienna  ;  but  at  Rome,  unless  there  were  a  good  pros- 
pect to  be  Pope,  I  would  not  give  a  fig  for  it.  Be- 
sides, I  have  no  faith.  I  should  have  a  better  t'me 
living  on  the  estate  of  my  fttier,  the  other  side  of 
younrter  mountain,  with  a  wife  and  children.  I  am 
not  flt  t.)  live  the  life  of  a  monk  any  longer.  Look 
at  that  girl~~I  would  like  such  a  yonng  woman  fora 
Wife.  [Enter  Margaret  ani  Mrs  Siverlin.] 

SLACK— I  can  make  you  acquaii  t^d  with  her. 

FAUST- She  is  beautiful,  and  carries  herself  well. 

BLACK-  She  is  the  pride  of  the  town.  She  has  a 
brave  heart,  and  is  an  excellent  housekeeper  and 
nurse.  When  the  plague  was  here,  two  years  ago, 
though  she  was  very  young,  she  faced  the  danger 
everywhere,  and  saved  several  lives  and  mitigated 
much  suffering.  Besides,  she  has  a  good  wit  of  her 
own. 

FAUST — T  would  like  such  a  woman  for  a  wife. 

SLACK — You  can  make  love  to  her,  at  anyrato, 

[M  irgaret's  handkerchief  drops ;  Faust  picks  it  up  and 
gives  it  to  her  ] 

FAU?T — Permit  me. 

M/BCJARET — Thank  you  for  the  trouble. 

FAUST — The  trouble  is  most  welcome  that  gives 
nae  an  excuse  for  speaking  to  you. 

[Hhe  lonles  at  him;  their  eyes  meet;  he  bows  ;  she 
blushes  and  looks  down,  and  she  and  Mrs.  Swerhn 
pass  on  j 

FAUST — I  would  like  to  know  whether  she  dropped 
her  handkerchief  purposely. 

BLACK — .No  ;  I  was  observing  them  from  the  mo- 
ment when  they  came  out  of  fie  church.  They  did 
not  see  ua.  Margaret  is  too  modest  to  do  anything 
to  attract  the  advance  of  a  stranger.  She  is  simple, 
hearted.  I  do  not  know  her,  but  I  know  of  her. 

FAUST — .Simplp.^iearfed  or  not,  she  Is  lovely.  You 
must  make  me  acquaint  3d  with  her,  and  manage  BO 
that  I  can  keep  up  the  acquaintance. 

SLACK — Qooi  ;  you  will  meet  her  at  the  ball. 

FAUST — At  the  ball?  That's  a  long  ways  off.  Can't 
you  arrange  it  sooner  ? 

BLACK  [ande  \ — ®a,  ho  !  he'll  jump  invo  the  trap. 
I  Will  try.  [Exit  Faust.] 

SLACK _I  know  from  what  Barbara  his  told  ma 
taat  Mrs.  Hartz  would  never  let  him  come  to  the 
house.  Mrs.  Swarliu's  is  the  place  wiiera  they  must 
meet ;  but  how  to  manas-e  Mrs.  8  vf-rlia,  so  that  she 
will  consent,  is  a  question?  I  have  it.  I  will  re- 
port fie  deati  of  her  husband,  get  Albert  t:>  prom- 
ise to  marry  her,  and  she  will  do  anything  t^  please 
Albert's  master.  j  Enter  Albert  \ 

SLACK  —Did  I  not  hear  yon  Hiy  that  when  you 
were  at  Rltterstahl's  cimp,  a't  irt^e  Bittleof  Padua, 
you  saw  a  Mr.  Ssverlin  amoag  thi  wounded  ? 

ALBERT -Yes,  sir. 

SLACK  —Did  you  know  tha  man  ? 

ALBEBT-NO,  sir. 

BLAOK—  Do  you  know  hla  Qrgt  name  or  where  he 
aame  from  ? 

ALBBBT-.NO,  sir. 

SLACK  -Or  what  company  he  was  in  ? 

ALBEBT— Nor  that  either.  I  saw  hiui  only  once, 
and  would  not  have  remembered  him  if  Ritterfctahl 
had  not  said  he  had  seen  a  man  that  recovered  from 


a  wound  just  like  that.  It  was  a  large  spear  wound 
in  the  right  breast. 

SL.\OK— That  was  as  muih  as  to  say  that  there 
was  little  chance  for  Swerlin  to  live? 

ALBEBT— I  so  understood  it. 

8L4CK— Well,  he  must  havebaen  tha  husband  of  a 
Mrs.  Bwerlin  that  lives  here.  She  can  ba  of  much 
serviC3  to  Professor  Faust,  and  I  need  your  assist- 
ance  with  her.  The  professor  is  in  love  with  be» 
cousin,  Miss  Hartz,  and  wants  to  meat  her  at  Mrs. 
Swerlin's  House.  Now,  to  get  her  to  be  favorable, 
I  am  going  to  tell  her  that  her  huaband  is  dead,  and 
that  you  and  I  both  saw  him  die.  And  then  I  want 
you  to  make  love  t>  nor,  and,  if  necessary,  promise 
to  marry  her.  But  you  need  net  keep  the  promise 
unless  you  want  to.  Does  that  suit  you? 

ALBEBT— Yes,  if  you  say  BO. 

8LACK_It  will  be  the  better  for  both  of  ug. 

SCENE  IV— Mrs.  SWEBLIN'S  House.  MARGABET,  Mrs. 
SWJSBLIN  and  SLACK. 

MAKSARET — Oh,  Mrs.  Svrerlin  ! 

Mas.  SWERLIS— What'a  the  matter  ? 

MABGABET  -A  servant  man  cama  to  the  house  this 
morning,  and  brought  me  this  box.  He  said  it  was 
a  present  for  Margaret  Hartz.  Just  aee  what  ele- 
gant jewelry. 

MRS.  SWEBLIN— That's  ever  so  nice.  Who  sent 
it  ?  It  ia  flt  for  a  Princess. 

MABGARET— The  man  went  away  as  soon  as  he 
gave  it  to  me,  and  I  did  not  think  to  ask  any  ques- 
tions. 

MRS.  SWEBLIN— Did  you  know  the  man  ? 

MARGAKET— I  never  saw  him  before. 

Mas.  SWEBLIN -Then  Professor  Faust  sent  it. 

MARGARET — Why  should  a  great  man  care  for  such, 
a  poor  girl  as  I  am  ? 

MBS.  SWEBLIN —Because  he  is  a  man. 

MABGABET— He  has  a  majestic  look. 

MBS.  SWJSBLIN— The  first  thing  that  a  pretty  girl 
has  to  learn  is  that  her  face  puts  her  on  a  level  with 
the  highest  rank. 

MABGABET— I  can  see  it  in  Professor  Faust's  face 
that  he  is  an  honorable  man. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN— You  talk  as  if  you  knew  all  about 
men.  The  more  you  learn,  the  less  you  know. 
They  ara  as  bad  as  women,  and  yon  can  not  say 
anything  worse  of  them.  But  let  us  look  at  thes* 
thing*.  IS  is  a  complete  set — necklace,  bracelet, 
breastpin,  earrings,  and  finger-rings.  The  ladies  at 
Court  do  not  wear  richer  jewelry  than  that. 

MARGARET  — But  alas  !  what  good  will  they  dome? 
I  dare  not  wear  them.  I  am  afraid  to  let  mother 
know  I  have  them.  She  says  jewels  are  the  Devil's 
uniform.  And  then  I  never  go  anywhere  except  to 
church,  and  they  wou'd  not  do  there, 

MBS.  SWEBLIN— Well,  come  to  my  house  and  put 
them  on  here  as  much  as  you  please. 

[Some  one  knockt.J 

MABGABET— Good  heavens  I  What  if  that  IB  my 
mother? 

MB3.  SWEBLIN  [peeping  through  the  curtain] No  i» 

ia  a  strange  gentleman  ;  that  friend  of  Professo? 
Faust.  [ Aloud]  Come  in.  \Ezit  Margiret.  Enter 
Mr.  Sla:k.  ] 

SLACK  -Does  Mrs.  Swerlin  live  hero? 

MBS.  SWEBLIN — Yes,  sir. 

SLACK — I  have  a  message  for  you  ;  I  wish  it  wer» 
not  so  sad.  I  come  to  tell  you  of  the  death  of  your 
husband,  Anthony  Swerlin. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN— My  dear  Anthony  dead  !  Oh,  I 
shall  faint.  [She  sits  down  andwteps.] 

SLACK— Three  months  ago  I  was  present  at  hii 
deathbed  in  Padua. 


MBS.  SWJSBLIN — Are  yon  certain  that  it  was  my 
itmsbind  ? 

BLACK — inthony  Swerlin,  husband  of  Martha 
Swerlin  of  Tannwald. 

Ms-i.  SWEBLIN — The  flame  !  the  game  !  Oh,  my  An- 
thony !  1  shall  never  get  over  the  shock  ! 

SLACK — He  was  burled  with  the  honors  that  be- 
came  a  brave  soldier. 

MBS.  HWE-JLIN — What  token  of  his  affection  did  he 
fiend  me? 

SLACK — Nothing,  save  a  request  that  you  would 
have  300  masses  said  for  his  eoul. 

MB*.  EWEBLIN — Not  even  a  breastpin  or  a  bracelet  ? 
Why,  every  soldier  eaves  some  trinket  as  a  keepsake 
lor  his  sweetheart,  even  if  he  has  to  beg  his  way 
home. 

BLACK — Madam,  he  bitterly  lamented  his  misfor. 
tunes. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN— lias!  How  unlucky  some  men 
are.  I  will,  indeed,  say  many  a  requiem  for  his  soul. 
SLACK — Before  he  died  he  repented  for  all  his  sics 
and  received  absolution.  He  was  sorry  that  he  had 
deserted  his  wife  and  his  trade,  and  that  he  could 
not  aee  yon  to  beg  your  forgiveness. 

MBS.  BWERLIN  [weeping]. -Poor  fellow.  I  have 
long  forgiven  him. 

SLACK— But  then  he  said  you  were  more  to  blame 
than  ha. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN  -Oh,  the  liar.  Couldn't  he  tell  the 
truth  even  on  the  edge  of  the  grave  ? 

BLACK.-!  am  sure  be  slandered  you.  He  said  you 
were  gadding  about  all  day  long,  squandering  every 
cent  yon  could  lay  your  hands  on,  and  scolding  when 
you  came  home  at  night. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN. -A  scamp,  to  tell  such  falsehoods 
about  a  faithful  wife. 

SLACK-  After  all,  beseemed  to  think  kindly  of  you, 
for  he  spoke  of  having  at  one  battle  taken  a  good 
share  of  booty  which  he  laid  by  for  you. 

MBS.  BWEBLIN— How  ?  Where  ?  Did  he  bury  the 
money? 

SLACK  -The  Lord  knows.  He  did  not  stick  to  his 
virtuous  resolutions.  While  he  was  having  a  jolly  time 
In  Naples,  af »er  a  hard  campaign,  be  fell  in  with  a 
handsome  young  lady  who  did  him  many  favors,  of 
which  he  thought  of  every  day  till  he  died. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN. -Oh,  the  villain  I  How  he  could 
forget  his  poor  wife  in  that  way?  Nothing  could 
Atop  bis  shameless  life. 

SLACK  -Alas,  be  is  dead.  But  mourning  will  be- 
com*  you.  I  should  not  wonder  if  you  had  another 
husband  within  a  year. 

Mas.  SWEBLIN-  Ob,  Lord  1  Anthony  was  a  good 
toul,  after  all.  I  might  hunt  a  long  time  without 
finding  another  like  him.  Everybody  had  to  ba 
merry  when  he  was  about.  But  then  be  would  get 
drunk  and  gamble,  idle  away  his  time,  go  in  debt 
and  run  after  strango  women. 

BLACK — The  bent  fish  are  not  all  caught.     I  wish  I 
Were  settled  down  a"d  had  a  wife  as  good  as  you  are. 
Mai.  SWKRLIS     Oh  I  you're  joking. 
BLACK  \aridt ]  -She  would  marry  the  devil  him- 
•elf.     [Aloud  ]     Permit  me  to  take  my  leave. 

Mit3.  KWERLIN—  One  moment  ;  have  you  any  cer- 
tificate of  ray  mi-b  tnd'fl  clflath  ? 

BLACK  No  ;  hut  Mr.  Albert,  who  is  also  stopping 
at  the  castl«,  was  with  me  when  your  husband  died  ; 
and  he  and  I  together  will  make  an  affidavit  of  the 
death. 

Mrs  BWBBLI*  ..Then  you  aro  one  of  tlio  party  at 
the  castle.  I  thought  so  when  you  came  in.  Ire. 
member  se<»iug  yon  with  Prof.  F«mt  last  Sunday  in 
front  of  the  cborcb.  The  Baroness  baa  invited  me 
to  the  ball,  and  I  am  ever  so  anxious  to  go,  for  I 


never  met  courtiers,  and  I  have  been  told  that  they 
make  themselves  so  agreeable  to  ladies.  I  hope  yon 
will  come  to  see  me  again.  I  don't  like  to  stay  away 
from  the  ball,  though  people  will  talk.  I  wish  I  had 
not  heard  of  his  death  till  after  the  ball  was  over. 

SLACK— I  beg  you,  do  not  think  of  staying  away. 
We  are  all  bachelors  in  our  party,  and  if  the  ladies 
avoid  us,  we  shall  soon  be  tired  of  Tannwald.  You 
need  not  tsJl,  and  I  will  keep  it  to  myself  till  after 
the  ball,  and  then  tell  you  as  something  new  in  the 
presence  of  gome  of  your  friends. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN— Thank  you  ;  that  will  do  nicely. 
SCENE  Y — Ball  at  the  castle  ;  promenaders  in 
couples  ;  MABOABET,  BARBARA,  Mrs.  &WEBLIN,  Mrs. 
KLINE.  Mrs.  PBINZ,  Miss  BEHB  and  Miss  GEEBN 
Bitting  down  ;  some  gentlemen  standing  up  on 
the  otber  side  of  the  room  ;  Mr.  SLACK  brings  up 
Prof.  FAUST  to  Mies  Hinrz,  introduces  him,  and 
they  walk  off  arm-in-arm  ;  Mr.  SLACK  introduces 
a  walking  gentleman  to  Mrs.  PBINZ,  and  they 
promenade ;  Mr.  SLACK  brings  ALBEBI  up  to  BAB- 
BABA,  introduces  him  and  says  [aside  to  /urj  : 
Mr.  SLACK — I  will  leave  you  in  charge  of  Mr. 
ALBEBT  till  I  have  leisure  to  come  for  you 

[Albert  and  Barbara promtnade. ] 
Mr.  SLACK  [to  Helftnstein] — I  will  introduce  you 
to  Miss   BEHB,  the  lady  in  red.  and  I  hope  you  will 
make  yourself  as  agreeable  to  her  as  possible. 

HELFENSTEIN — Oh,  Lord  I  Mr.  Slack,  she's  a 
fright.  I  expected  there  would  be  something  better 
for  me. 

BLACK — It's  the  best  I  can  do.  Don't  be  afraid — 
she's  a  woman. 

HELFENSTEIN — Well,  if  I  must,  I  must. 
SLACK — She  has  money. 

HELFENSTEIN — That   is  a  different   affair.     M 
of  it? 

SLACK — Yaa,  she's  rich  and  wants  a  husband. 
HKLFENSTKIN — 3ho  is  handsome   now.      Do  you 
think  she  would  take  me? 
£ncK_Glad  to  get  you,  if  you  manage  it  right. 
HELFENSTEIN — That  suits  me  exactly.     I  am  tired 
of  the  razor.     Recommend  me,  and  tell  me  what  I 
mast  do 

BLACK — She  teaches  the  village  school,  and  is  vain 
of  her  learning,  though  she  does  not  know  anything. 
Attack  her  on  the  weak  side.  Compliment  her  on 
her  literary  attainments.  You  picked  up  enough 
Latin  while  you  were  barber  at  the  University  to 
impose  on  her. 

HELFENSTEIN Will  it  do  to  say,  "hie,  kaec,  hoc? 

Quo  usque  tandem  abutere  Catalinx,  nostra  patienlia  ?" 
SLACK —That's  it  1     Use  a  few  such  phrases  occa- 
sionally, and  don't   answer  any  questions  about  the 
grammar  ;  though  she  kuows  precious  little  of  it. 

HELFENSTEIN — I  have  not  been  a  barber  among 
the  student*  for  nothing. 

SLACK — Da  not  say  anything  about  your  business, 
and  make  as  much  progress  in  your  suit  to-ni^ht  as 
yon  can.  Nhe  is  iu  an  excellent,  humor  with  the 
honor  done  her  by  inviting  hf-r  to  the  Castle,  and  it 
will  be  much  easier  for  you  to  get  a  position  now 
than  some  other  time,  when  she  has  ka<l  leisure  for 
consideration,  and  finds  ou;  that  you  are  only  a 
barber.  After  she  ban  committed  Uoreelf,  she  will 
find  It  hard  to  draw  b  ick. 

HELFENSTEIN I  will  do  my  bett 

SLACK  \t,\ki*>g  up  Htlfnstem  to  tfws  Brhr. ]— -Mlas 
i  r.    let   IDS   introduce   Mr.    Helf^ustein,  a'dtatin. 
ished  gentleman  of  r.ho  Ojurt.  |  She  litesand  maket 
a  ridiculous  court'ty  find  grin-ice  1 

HKLFEN  TEIN  [bowmy  with  a haughtg  and  distant  air] 
— Shall  I  have  tiie  pleasure  of  your  cooapauy  for  the 
promenade  ? 


Miss  BEHB  [taking  his  ara]_T  never  expec'ed  to 
enjoy  such  an  honor. 

SLACK  offers  his  ».nn  to   MBS.  SWEBLIN  and  prome- 
nades.    MBS.  KLIN*;  and   Mi?  a  GKEEH   kit  sitting 

alone,  look  at  each  oilier. 

Miss  GBEKN — What  bus  become  of  all  the  gentle- 
wen  ? 

MBS.  KLINE \lr.  Slack   is   the   manager   of   the 

party,  and   he  evidently  does   not  iuieud  to  provide 
us  with  partners. 

Miss  GREEN — I  told  you  no,  but  you  would  insist 
on  coming 

MRS  KLINE — You  were  much  more  anxious  to 
cornn  thsn  I  was. 

Miss  GKEEN — No  such  thing.  These  people  are 
BO  mightily  stuck  up  that  they  are  not  tit  lor  polite 
company.  I  told  you  so.  1  will  never  come  to 
ano'her  party  at  this  Castle.  [Helens' tin  and  Miss 
Behr  come  forward  J 

HELFENSTKIN — The  fame  of  your  literary  accom- 
plishment reached  me  at  Vienna,  Mies  Behr,  aud 
the  desire  of  making  jour  acquaintance  was  one  01 
my  naotivf  8  fcr  accepting  the  iavKatiou  of  Baron  JRott 
to  vlait  his  delightful  castle, 

Mi-s  BEHE I  did  not  suppose  the  people  at  Court 

thought  BO  much  of  learning.     But  perhaps  you  are 
a  distinguished  scholar  yourself  ? 

HELFENSTEis  —  Ihavebeen  too  busy  with  the  active 
dutu-p  of  Oi  u'  life  to  give  each  time  to  book*  as  I 
wished,  and  I  envy  those  who,  like  yourself,  can 
live  continually  in  a  high  intellectual  atmosphere. 
Still,  I  congratulate  myself  that  by  Univem'y  train- 
ing snd  association  with  learned  men,  I  um  not  un- 
able 1 1  appreciate  the  charms  of  your  conversation. 

Misa  BEHR-  Perhaps  you  can  give  me  some  light 
on  a  matter  that  has  a  deep  interest  for  me  ?  I  havd 
been  unable,  to  find  in  any  Lutin  Grammar  a  satis- 
factory rule  for  the  formation  of  the  third  person 
p'ural  of  the  compound  pluperfect  tense,  in  the  in- 
dicative mood,  active  voice. 

HELFENSTKIK  — That  is  a  complex  question  that  will 
requirw  more  time  than  we  can  gwe  it  this  evening. 
It  would  be  a  pleasant  task  to  me,  at  some  good  op- 
portunity, to  go  through  the  conjugation  of  the 
verb  amo  with  yon. 

Miss  BKHB— Dear  Mr.  Halfenstein,  I  fear  that  you 
are  like  other  courtiers,  if  what  I  have  heard  is  true. 
Would  it  u<  t  be  better  to  take  up  the  noun  matri 
motiia  first? 

BELFENSTEIN  -With  all  my  heart. 

Miss  UEHR     Ah  !  Mr.  Helfenetein. 

BELFEN8TKiN_Ah  1  Miss  Behr.  [Faust  aid  Mar- 
gar  if,  tome  forward  ] 

MARGATE v— I  feel  it  well  that  you  condescend  to 
tre;  t  me  so  only  because  you  are  polite  to  every- 
body. My  poor  conversation  can  not  interest  a 
grrat  mnn  Jike  you. 

FAUST-  Oae  word,  one  look  from  you  interests 
me  more  than  all  the  wisdom  of  the  world. 

[  He  kisses  h(r  hand.  ] 

MARGARET— How  can  you  1  My  hand  is  so  ronah. 
I  have  to  work  hard.  Mother  is  very  Htrict.  [  They 
pass  'o  the  rear  ;  Mr.  Slack  and  Mrs.  Stotrlin  comejor- 
ward  ] 

Mrs   twERLiN  -  And  you  travel  much  1 

£LACK -My  business  has  required  it,  but  I  have 
*een  in  many  places  where  I  could  have  spent  my 
life,  happily. 

Mrs.  SWERLIN  The  years  go  swiftly  by,  and  at 
last  a  ticue  comes  whan  men  grow  old  and  they  are 
miserable  if  they  have  to  live  alon*. 

SLACK — I  often  thought  o!  that  with  cppreheneion. 

Mrs.  SWEBLIN -I  advise  you  to  get  married  before 


it  is  too  late,  j  They  pass  to  the  rear;  Hclfenstein  and 
Miss  Behr  come  forward.] 

HELFENH&IN — Adorable  Miss  BEHB  I  can  not  ex- 
plain  the  gratification  I  experience  in  your  sympa- 
thetic conversation. 

Miss  BEHB— I  have  always  had  an  intuition  that  I 
phould  some  day  meet  a  congenial  spirit  like  your 
self. 

HELFENSTEIN  — At  the  first  sight  of  thoFe  delicate 
features,  of  that  graceful  form,  of  this  tasteful  dress, 
I  was  enraptured. 

Miss  BEHB-Ah,  Mr.  HelfenPtein,  your  compliments 
would  completely  abash  me  if  I  did  not  think  they 
were  j  nst.  It  is  oiie  of  tie  great  disadvantages  of 
village  life  that  there  is  no  appreciation  for  genuine 
merit.  People  of  refined  faste  are  treated  with 
neglect.  [  Tl.ey  pass  to  the  rear;  Faust  and  Margaret 
come  to  fiejront 

MARGABEi.  —  Yes,  out  of  sight,  out  of  mind.  You 
will  so^n  forget  me  in  the  company  of  fashionable 
women  more  attractive  than  I  am. 

FAUST.-  Beet  one,  believe  me  that  fashion  is  noth- 
ing bin  assumption  and  vanity. 

MARGARET.-  How? 

FAUST Oh  thtt  simplicity  and  innocence  never 

understand  their  OWQ  value;  that  humility  and 
purity,  the  highest  gifts  of  p^ner  'is  nature — 

MARGARET  (interrupting] — If  you  will  think  but  a 
moment  of  rue,  I  shall  have  time  enough  to  think  of 
you 

FAUST I  suppose  you  are  often  alone. 

MARGARET — Yes,  our  bouse  is  small,  but  there  is 
much  work  in  it  We  have  no  servant,  and  I  must 
cook,  sweep,  dust,  sew,  darn,  anc!  ran  early  and  late. 
We  might  live  more  at  our  ease,  but  mother  is  se- 
vere. My  life  is  quiet.  My  brother  is  in  the 
army,  and  my  little  eister  is  dead.  She  gave  me  no 
end  of  trouble,  but  I  loved  her  dearly. 

FAU  T — She  was  an  angel,  if  like  you. 

MARGARET— 1  nursed  her  and  she  loved  me. 
Mother  was  sick  after  baby  was  born  and  I  had  to 
take  charge  of  her  and  feed  her  with  milk  and  sugar, 
and  so  she  became  mine.  In  my  arms,  she  ate, 
slept,  played,  grew,  and  learned  to  smile. 

FAUST— You  have  surely  felt  the  purest  happiness. 

MARG-RET  -And  many  weary  hoars,  too.  Her 
cradle  tt  >od  by  my  bedside,  and  if  she  moved,  I 
awoke.  I  had  to  feed  her  and  take  her  into  bed  with 
me  or  carry  her  up  and  down  the  room.  Then  at 
daybreak  I  bad  to  go  to  the  washtub,  run  to  market, 
stand  over  the  fire,  and  always  the  same  round  of 
toil,  day  after  day.  You  can  well  believe  t'jat  some- 
times I  was  sick  of  life,  but  then  I  alwavs  bad 
a  good  app-tite  and  could  sleep  well,  f  They  pass  to 
the  rear;  Siack  and  Mrs  Swerlin  come  J  one  arJ.  J 

MB*.  SWEBLIN — Toe  poor  woman  are  at  a  disad- 
vantage. It'a  hard  work  to  catch  a  good  husband 
now-a-days. 

SLACK  -One  like  you  could  make  me  think 
dlflerently. 

Mat.  fcwERLiN— Have  you  not  some  thought  of 
getting  married  ?  » 

SLACK— The  proverb  says.  ««  A  faithful  wife  and 
your  own  fireside  are  worth  more  than  gold  and 
jewels." 

Mas.  SWERLIN —But  have  you  not  often  felt  the 
wat  t  of  a  home? 

SLACK I  am  always  glad  when  t>ld  to  mako  my. 

self  at  home. 

MR*.  SWEBLIN I  meant  to  ask  whether  you  do  not 

feel  like  paying  serious  attention  to  som«  lady. 

tLACK — I  would  never  treat  love  as  a  joke. 

MBS.  f-wEBLis — O,  you  will  not  uaderstand  me. 

SLACK — I  will  not  pretend  any  more  to  uaiBuada 


stand  yon.  My  affections  are  elsewhere  engaged, 
but  Mr  Albert,  who  is  now  promenading  w't'i  Miss 
Btrbara.  wants  a  wife,  and  would  make  a  good  bus. 
band.  He  is  employed  in  the  University,  under 
Prof.  Fanst,  and  If  you  cm  catch  him,  you  cnn  ba 
surrounded  by  Court  people,  and  have  a  jolly  time 
every  day. 

MBS  SWERLIN  _  .Do  you  think  he  would  like  me  ? 

SLACK  —  I  do  :  ami  I  am  certain  he  vou'd.  if  Pro- 
fessor Faust  should  take  a  mtion  to  Miss  Harfz,  as 
I  suppose  ho  has  ;  and  I  would  bo  glad  if  you  will 
make  opportunities  f->r  Profe-so*  Favst  to  meet  Miss 
Hartz  You  will,  will  yon  not  ? 

MBS.  8*FRLiN_YeR,  if  it  will  please  you  ]  Aftfe  ] 
Anvthing  t>  &"t  Mxvny  from  T^nnwiH.  \  They  pass 
to  the  rear;  Hc'/enstc-ii  and  J/t'ss  Btlir  comeforu  ard.] 

HKLFKSSTKIX  —  You  were  born  fcr  a  more  exalted 
Station  tfihu  you  occupy  here. 

Miss  BEHB  —  \Iy  in'uitions  have  told  me  thst  I 
should  not  always  be  tied  down  to  the  drudgery  of  a 
village  school. 

EELFENSTEIX  _  I  perceive  that  you  have  many  in- 
tuitions.  So  have  I.  I  have  an  intuition  that  you 
would  ornament  the  Court.  In  the  ppacious  castle 
where  I  make  my  home  thera  is  need  of  an  intel- 
lectual lady  to  give  tone  to  society. 

Mis?  BEHB  —  \h,  Mr.  Heiff>n«fe,<n  !  f  They  pans  to 
the  rear;  Faust  and  Margaret  come  forward  j 

I'AU-T  —  You  little  angel,  you  recognized  me  as 
goon  AH  1  came  in  to  the  garden. 

MABGA.RET  —  Did  you  not  see  it?  I  could  not  look 
yon  in  the  face. 

FAUST  —  \nd  you  forgave  my  boldness? 

MARGARET  —  There  was  nothing  tj  forgive. 

FAU~T  —  Dsar  girl. 

MARGARET  —  Leave  me  a  moment.  [She  plucks  a 
rose,  an  i  commences  t  o  pull  off  the  petals,  one  by  one, 


FAU<T  —  What  doas  that  mean  ? 

MARG^RST  —  Only  a  play. 

FAUST  —  How  ? 

MARGA.RBT.  —  You  will  langh  at  me  [She  con'inues 
to  pull  and  murmur  ]  He  loves  me  ;  he  loves  me  not  ; 
he  lovrs  me  ;  be  loves  me  m  t. 

FAUST  —  You  are  an  angelic  oreatura. 

MARGARET  —  3e  loves  m=>  ;  loves  mo  not.  ;  ho  loves 
me;  love*  me  not.  ;  [tearing  out  the  last  l*.af  exult- 
ing'y  ;]  he  loves  me. 

FAU-T  —  Y?s,  mych'ld.  Let  this  flower  announce 
to  you  Heaven's  decree  —  he  lovea  you.  Do  you 
know  what  that  means?  Ha  loves  you.  [He  takes 
her  two  hands  ] 

MARGARET  —  t  am  all  trembling. 

FAUST  —  'Jn.-Hremble  not.  Let  this  look,  let  this 
band-gra<p  tall  you  what  i*  inexpressible.  W-^  are 
pledged  t?  etsrnal  love  and  infinite  delight.  Eternal 
_t  v.ro  is  no  end  to  it  ;  no  «nd.  j  Mary  'ret  presses 
his  han'i  and  t<rns  a'oai.  Albert  an  I  J/ri  Suei'lin 
appear  at  the  ba:k  of  th>,  staje,  a  id  the  scene  cha-iys.] 

Act  IT. 

80EVE  I  —  ^LACK  and  ALBERT. 

SLICK  —  H*s  F.iiTjt  ordered  you  to  Vienna? 

ALBERT  —  I  start  to-morrow  with  a  letter  to  the 
Secretary  of  the  Imperial  Council. 

SLACK  —  It  i*  a  petition  for  a  release  from  his  vow 
of  celibacy.  I  brought  him  hers  to  no  1  a  mistress, 
and  he  has  spoiled  my  plan  by  t:iklng  a  notion  t) 
marry  an  1  live  in  the  country.  Wdo  coild  have 
foreseen  such  a  whim?  Y  m  wan*  him  to  b«  a  Oar 
dins!  as  well  as  I  do,  and  the  Archduke  old  me  Mi  u 
•elf  that  the  Emperor  in'ends  to  rficoTom*nd  Faust 
for  the  firrft  vacancy  atnonsr  the  German  Cardinals. 
Baveral  of  them  are  very  old  and  may  be  expected  to 


drop  off  any  day.  When  he  gets  a  red  hat,  I  shall 
be  his  Secretary  and  yon  will  be  his  BtewirX  and  wa 
will  both  be  rich.  You  will  a>s;st  me  to  defeat  him? 

/LBEBT — Certain'y.     Onr   interests   are  the,  samo. 

SLACK — I  will  give  you  a  letter  to  the  Secretary  of 
the  Council  txpMnint?  that  F.:ust  do  R  not  want  to 
be  released,  but  winhes  to  have  pom  thing  that  he 
can  show  as  an  excuse  for  rot  marry  ng.  I  have  paid 
the  S-ecr-tary  for  oth*-r  work,  and  he  will  help  me 
now  in  tbi*.  Even  if  we  knew  that.  Fanst  n^ver 
would  be  Cardinal,  it  w^nld  b»  our  pr  1'oy  to  keep 
him  a  Professor,  for  I  went  to  be  an  rffi  -er  of  the 
University  by  his  influence  ;  and  if  he  lives  in  the 
country,  you  cannot  fo!!o«v  him  there. 

ALBERT — I  will  do  my  be-t. 

SLACK — Find  out  what  the  answer  ia  befors  yon 
leave  ;  do  not  make  any  great  h'isto  to  rot  urn  in. any 
cape.  If  t'jp  Council  grant  his  rfqu^st.  brin  ;  the 
letter  to  me  first,,  si  t.hat  I  can  nonsid-r  what  should 
be  done.  8ue  Mrs  Swerlin  before  starMng,  and  b  ave 
her  with  the  fullest  conu<1f;nee  that  you  will  marry 
her.  Then  I  can  manage  her  during  your  absence. 
Faust  i«  crazy.  After  spending  the  bint  years  c>f  hia 
life  to  mabe  a  reputation  aa  a  scholar  and  sii'it,  and 
when  about  to  reap  the  great  reward  reserved  for  the 
few  who  succeed  in  ench  ambi'ian,  then  to  Mvld»n- 
ly  throw  »way  all  nia  past,  abandon  his  learning, 
the  Dniveraity,  the  Church,  tne  Ooart,  his  cfllebrity, 
and  all  for  a  girl  withouteduaa'ion,  without  wealth, 
without  friends.  The  like  wi3  never  heard  of  before, 
except  aiuong  lovesick  man.  And  such  a  Inran  of 
ice  as  he  u;ed  to  ee°m.  it  is  only  another  proof  of 
the  old  <6t)rv  that  every  man  will  sucrifiie  evnry- 
thing  for  a  worn  in,  when  the  right  one  g"t«  hold  of 
him.  But  this  f-.-ver  for  matrimony  is  like  a  fit — It 
will  not  last  long. 

SCENE  If — Mrs.  KLIS'S'E  hon?e.  Mrs.  KLINE  and 
Mins  GREEN.  Enter  Mra.  SWERLI*  and  Miss 
BEHB 

MRI.  S^ERT.TS — Wasn't  it  a  glorious  bail  ? 

Mus  BEHB — Nover  enjoyed  myself  so  much. 

Mus  ttREEN — Elegant  suppT. 

Miss  BEHK — The  people  had  such  grind  mannera. 

tAtt.  KLIS^ — iS^pecivlly  Mr  Helfenstein. 

MIH  BEHR—^Vell,  sinca  you  r^minl  me  of  it, 
especially  M  •.  Halten-t  nu  Y»ucins^e  in  all  hia 
movements,  an1  hear  it  in  every  sentence,  that  he 
is  a  man  of  ariTO^rat  c  intuitions  a^  well  a^  of  aris- 
tocratic aesociation-t  from  his  earlie-t  ohil-thood. 

MRI.  KLINE Oi.  yea,  he  is   an   ari.stoji--it,   t>  the 

b^ickftonfl.  Tni^  is  th*  w*v  ho  riid  i',  |  -S'j-r  i  ni'atea 
He'ftHst  in's  manner,  aldressivg  herself  In  Mi-s  Grt.tn.\ 
The  fameof  your  literary  accirnpUHameaid  h  is  made 
mi  anxi  m=«  for  yonr  acquaintance. 

Mug  GR?EN  [imi'a  inj  Miis  Be/ir] — Peraaps  you 
are  a  distinguish". I  H«-h  Mar  vourseif. 

MB*.  KLI-JE  [imi'a  iny  Miss  Green  \ — T  cannot  ex- 
plain the  gratincaUoa  I  fejl  iu  yoar  sy^pathetio 
conv^rs-ition. 

MIH  GRRBN — I  alwiyg  had  an  intuHioi  that  I 
should  some  day  meat  a  congenial  spirit  like  your- 
self. 

Mm.  ELINB  -You  were  born  for  a  more  exalted 
station  th'»n  you  occupy  h»?re. 

MI39  OKBKM     My  intuitions  have  told  ran  so. 

MRS.  KLIME-I  envy  those  who,  like  your  elf,  livo 
continually  in  a  hiiih  intelleciutl  tt  nosphere. 

Mis*  GREEN— How  do  y  u  fnriu  the  confounded 
inaperfeet  tense  of  tha  vindictive  mo^d  of  the 
Bcreiminu  voice  ? 

Mm  KLTNB-  We'll  go  through  the  whole  conjunc- 
tion of  a  wordy  amour. 

Mis?  GRREH  As  soon  as  we  have  committed  mat- 
rimonia  at  heart. 


MB?.  KLINE.  _Ab,  Miss  Bebr. 

Miss  UBEKN  _Ab,  Mr.  HeKenste.in.  [Mrs.  KUne 
laughs  h<a>(i  y,  and  Miss  Green  a!so  ] 

Miss  biHit— I  am  too  happy  to  be  worried  by 
your  teasiufcr. 

MB*.  JKMNE— Is  not  that  a  new  dress,  Miss  Belir  ? 
Mit-a  BtHR  -Yes,  the  Baroness  invited  me    to    the 
castje,  ami  i-o  I  got  eomt  thing  extra. 

MRS.  KLINE — You  h  ok  much  stouter  in  it.  Is 
there  not  too  much  paddiug,  and  are  not  the  colors 
railur  (ja>  ? 

.Miss  BEHR — These  are  the  fashions  at  Vienna.  I 
asked  Mr.  Helfenstein. 

MRS  KLINF — He  ktiowa  more  about  the  fashions 
lii  hair  tli:.n  iu  drees. 

Misi  Bmf — w  hut  do  you  mern  ? 

MR3   KIISJ How  should  a  barber  know  anything 

about  ladies'  cuess  ? 

Miss  BEHK — I  do  net  understand  why  you  ask 
such  a  question.  A  court  gentleman  who  is  with 
couit  laaies  every  day,  must,  of  course  *>b£ervc  their 
dress. 

MRS,  KLINF — Do  you  suppose  Mr.  Helfenstein  is 
a  gentleman  of  the  court  ?  He  is  nothing  but  a 
barbtr. 

Miss  IKHP — If  you  want  to  say  something  that 
will  Hurt  tuy  sellings,  you  should  invent  something 
that  people  will  believe  when  you  first  eay  it.  Don't 
be  foolish  in  your  spite.  I  was  sorry  to  see  that 
you  were  left  without  any  attention  at  the  ball,  but 
several  gentlemen  who  were  expected  tailed  to  ap- 
pear, atd  it  was  supposed  that  some  of  the  ladies 
invited  would  not  come  ;  but  they  all  did,  and  so 
there  were  not  enough  gentleiuen  to  go  round. 

MBS  KLINF — That  has  nothing  to  do  with  Mr. 
Helferjstein'w  occupation. 

Miss  BEHH — When  a  couple  of  ladies  sit  through 
a  long  ball  as  wa'l  flowers,  they  have  time  to  think 
up  many  remarks  that  will  Bting  their  more  fortu- 
nate friends. 

MBS.  KUNE — ifter  looking  on  at  that  ball,  I  saw 
that  there  was  only  one  man  there  whose  attention  I 
would  want,  and  that  was  Professor  Faust.  I  do 
belie7o  that  he  is  in  love  in  earnest  with  Margaret 
flartz.  All  the  others  acted  like  snobs.  The  coun- 
t/y  boys  have  not  the  manners,  but  they  have  more 
true  politeness.  They  may  be  awkward,  but  ihey 
are  never  insolent. 

Mi  is  BEHR—Q-  vo  me  the  courtiers. 

MBS.  KLINK — The  barbers,  you  mean. 

Mi^s  BEHP — t'hat  fib  will  not  st  ck.  Mr.  Slack 
told  mo  Mr.  Ueifensiein  has  a  high  place  at  Court. 

MR<    KLISF — What  does  he  do? 

Miss  BEHt? — I  do  n-Jt  know.  He  told  me  himself 
that  h^  ban  a  large  castle.  Just  aa  if  I  would  look 
at  a  barber. 

Ma*.  KLINE_YOU  might  be  lucky  to  catch  an 
honest  barber ;  but  that  Helfenstein  is  a  humbug. 
I  saw  Count  Dick,  Captain  Lovensteiu,  and  Major 
Hohenth&l  laughing  at  him. 

Mis*  BEHB — Do  not  tease  me  so,  Mrs.  Kline.  You 
were  m-irrie  i  once  and  you  ought  not  to  be  so  jealous 
because  I  am  to  have  the  same  happiness  at  last. 

MHB.  Kt-iNE—Jn,  ho  !  engaged,  is  it  ?  That's  fast 
work.  8  -hool  inarms  must  be  scarce  in  Vienna. 

MIS-J  GREEN— Or  barbers  plenty  ! 

Mas.  KLINE  — Well,  I  would  be  ashamed  to  tell 
that  I  had  jumped  at  a  fellow  and  caught  him  the 
first  time  I  ever  saw  him. 

Miss  bEHB_I  did  not  jump.  Ha  begged  ever  eo 
hard  before  I  consented  to  marry  him. 

MBS   KLINE     Aud  what  more  ? 

Mi-a  BtH«  -Nothing  more. 

MBB.  KLINE -Oh,  yes,  there  was.     I  got  interested 


and  I  watched  you  wben  yon  went,  to  the  arbor, 

Miss  1  EHP  —  Oli,  you  wre'cb,  shut  up. 

MBS.  IMJNF  —  II'P  too  good  ;  I  rnuet  tell. 

Mies  BEFIT  _  You'll  tell,  will  'you  ? 

|  She  rinn  at  Mrs  Kline,  (atdirs  her  by  the  back  ff  her 
collar  b'T:  dt  /*.•  r  dov  n  and  ptmndF  h'  r  in  t'tf  la  k  Mrs. 
KUn"  ca'c)<es  Mi  s  Bfiir  s  dress  af  the  l.ifs  and  pusl/ff  htr 
ba'-iiua-d  and  ihnj  gn  down  trg>thtr.  Tiny  S'jarate, 
g  are  at  rah  attt>r  a  minute,  and  Mns  h<lr  r<n>ws  the 
a  ta>:k  gi>  ing  n.ree  largt  so  at'hfs  In  1'jv.  Klin-  on  <  ach 
che<k  JHr.i.  £iine  fcnams  Count  Li'k  Caitain  Zow- 
tnsttin  ar,d  Majir  Hf>her,tlal  a  me  in  bid  are  id  cb- 
scrvfd  by  the  combatants  Mrs  Kline  catches  A'i-x  B<hr 
by  the  hi  ad  t  a>s  iff  h<r  &o?  net  ifiy.  j"rkf  a;  ad  from 
her  df  ess  in  front  anri  a  buttle  fmm  /cr  drtfs  btlind, 
iltakes  lur  ii  I  It.r  stt  if  false,  teitli  lall  oi>t  and  then  leti 
htr  go,  Mi-;s  Belr  sets  the  men,  shiietcs  and  ii,ns  cut.} 

MRS.  tDNE  \sedng  the.  nunj  —  GtntUnaen,  pardon 
me  for  not  Welcoming  you  when  TOU  came  in,  tut  I 
was.  as  you  taw,  very  buey.  Two  of  you  have  been 
in  the  war;  did  you  ever  tee  more  execution  done 
in  a  short  fight  ?  Here  are  the  trophies  of  a  great 
victory.  Have  either  of  you  over  brought  more 
plunder  from  a  field  of  battle?  This  \picf.ing  up  a 
f,  ad  and  putting  it  en  a  ta'.le]  was  the  breastwork  of 
the  i  nemy  ;  tl;i*>  [holding  up  the  buttle],  one  of  the 
stern  unrealities  of  life,  was  the  entrenchment  of 
the  rear  guard  ;  thie  \thej  aSse  hair]  was  the  chtvaua 
de  fritze  ;  tbi8  [the  spectac'es^  wss  the  field  glass  ; 
and  with  this  [theja'.se  teeth  ]  it'  she  iud  been  a  Sam- 
son ebe  mitjht  have  slain  a  thousand  like  me. 
These  [the  bor.net,  Jan  and  safchel\  are  part  of  the 
enemy's  camp  equippase.  Look  at  the  column 
erected  in  honor  of  the  victory  1 

S3ENE   III—  !VlR<J.  HWERLIN'S  Summer-house—  MAS- 
QAUET,  afterward  FAUST. 

MABGABET  [singing]— 

Relgted  a  moca-ch  once  in  Thule  — 

Cons  'ant  even  -o  the  grave; 
Who  >i  his  mi-itress,  loving  truly, 

When  the  di:d,  a  goblet  gave. 

Nought  on  earth  so  h'shly  prizing, 
Oft  h    drained  i%  mil  his  peers  ; 

Ard  as  of;,  he-  Ima-e  risin  ', 
Made  his  fond  ejes  gabh  with  tears. 


So,  his  la  t  when  he  w 
Summeil  he  his  possessions  up  ; 

Freely  to  h1a  heirs  bequeathl-  gr 
Towns  acd  toware—  but  not  her  cup» 

W'lh  h's  knights  and  barm-  loyal, 

'MiJ  the  ba-  q  e'.-hall  8-*r  he  ; 
Down  the  e  'n  th?  cattle  ro>fal 

Of  hi  j  fathers,  by  the  tea. 

Thera  t"  e  tippler  sfood  and  shallowed 
One  last  sup  cf  ife's  o«ro  bK«cd  ; 

Then,  witi  t  emb  \i\t  h  «nd,  ihe  hillowed 
Caallca  ca  t  into  the  il  /id. 

Drooped  his  -Id  *>y*»s.  wan  and  winking, 

As  ther  marked  it  in  .IT  main, 
Fall'ns-sp  a-hlng—  uilli  e—  infcicg— 

Never  drink  he  dr  <>  *  al  -i. 

f  Margaret,  seeing  Faist  ctrniiQ  li>l>$  behind  the  dwr 
and  peeps  through,  the  crac'c.  Fatst  enters  and  looks 
for  her.  ] 

FAUST  —Thought  I   saw    bar  come   in  here.     [Ht 
turns  to  go  nut,  when  she  spri>g;  nuf.  with  a  »  Boo  !" 
FAUST  —  Oil,  ^u   rogue  1     [  lit  catches  her  and  kisses 
her  ;  she  kisses  him  in  retwn.  ] 

MABQABST  —  Oh,  Henry  1    how  I  love   you  1     Bnt 
tell  rue  one  thing. 
FAUST  —  Everything. 


MABGABET  -Are  you  religions?  You  are  a  good 
man.  but  I  think  you  do  not  go  to  chinch. 

FAUS-T  —  Leave  that,  my  child.  You  know  I  love 
you,  and  would  give  my  life  for  my  love. 

MABGABET—  That  is  net  enough  ;  you  must  have 
religion. 

FAUST  -Must  I? 

MABGABET  —  Mas  !  if  I  had  only  influence  over  you. 
And  you  do  not  rewpect  the  sacraments? 

FAUST  —  Indeed  I  do. 

MABGABST  —  But  not  with  love.  Do  you  believe 
in  Goa  ? 

FAUST  —  My  dear,  who  can  say,  ••  I  believe  in  God  ?" 
Ask  priest  or  philosopher,  and  tha  answer  is  like 
EQOikery. 

MAKGABET  —  Then  you  do  not  believe  in  Him  ? 

FAUST  —  Mistake  me  not,  you  angel.  Who  dares 
name  Him  ?  And  who  can  say,  «•  I  believe  in  Him  ?" 
Who  that  feels  dare  say,  "  I  have  iao  God  ?"  The  All- 
embracer,  the  All  sustainer,  does  not  He  surround 
you,  me,  Himself  ?  Is  not  the  heaven  arched  over 
us?  la  not  the  ear;h  firm  beneath  us?  Do  we  nit 
see  each  other,  eye  to  eye,  and  does  not  all  existence 
rise  to  your  head  and  heart,  and  float  in  infinite 
majs&ty  before  you  ?  L-t  your  heart,  big  an  it  is, 
be  full  of  the  groat,  idea,  and  when  you  are  perfectly 
happy  in  the  thought,  name  it  what  you  *vill  _  f^ood, 
heart,  love,  God.  I  have  no  name  for  it.  The  feel- 
ing is  all  in  all  ;  tho  name  is  but  noise  and  smote. 
clouding  celestial  glory. 

M  BGARET  —  That  is  all  right  and  good  ;  the  priest 
says  it,  too,  only  in  other  words. 

FAU>T  —  Ml  men  say  it,  each  in  his  own  way  ;  why 
not  I  in  mine  ? 

MABGABET  —  Bat  you  are  not  a  Christian. 

FAUST  —  1  am  a  Christian  enough  to  love  you  with 
all  my  BOU!. 

MABGABET  —  Indeed,  I  believe  you  ;  and  every  day 
I  love  you  more  anl  more  ;  and  I  think  more  of  'My- 
eelf  because  you  love  me. 

SCENE  IV—Miss  EEHB'S  house.     Miss  BEHB  and 
Mr.  SLACK. 

Miss  BEHB  —  Mr.  Slack,  1  have  sent  for  you  t&  tell 
you  how  I  have  been  abused,  and  to  get  your  counsel. 
Mrs.  Kline  has  insulted  me.  She  called  me  a  liar. 

BLACK  —  I  wuuld  have  her  arrested. 

MISS'BEHB  —  \ud  she  did  much  worse  than  that. 
She  atticked  me  in  her  own  house,  t)re  my  clothes, 
and  pulled  my  hair. 

SLACK  [a  tie]  —  There  was  not  much  to  pull. 

Miss  BJSHB  —  \nd  she  taid  Mr.  Helfenstein  is  a 
barber. 

(•LACK  —  How  many  more  crimes  hag  she  com- 
mitted? 

Miss  BEHB  —  More  than  anybody  knows.  Tell  me, 
please,  Mr.  ttelfenstein's  position  at  court. 

(•LACK  —  Would  it  not  be  better  tiat  you  should 
enquire  of  him? 

Miss  BF.HH  —  I  do  not  like  to.  I  am  engaged  to 
him  ;  and  it  wouid  look  liko  distrust.  You  t  )ld  me 
he  Is  &  distinguished  gentieuvm  of  the  court. 

SLACK  —  So  he  is. 

Miss  HEHS  —  's  he  a  nobleman  ? 


Miss  BKBB  —  What  high  office  does  he  hold  ? 

SLACK  —  \ 

Mi*s  BKUR  —  What  is  the  name  of  his  castle? 

fc>L\CK  —  (In  uaa  noue. 

Miss  BEHB  —  Did  he  inherit  a  large  estate? 

SLACK  —  MO. 

aSiss  BfiHB—  Where  dofcs  he  live  in  Vienna  T 

SUCK  -In  Oount  Dick's  castle. 

Miss  BEHB  —And  how  does  ha  live  ? 

SLACK  -He  is  an  ait  st  in  hair. 


Mi«s  BEHB— What  do  you  mean? 

SLACK -He  dresses  the  heads  of  Oount  Dick.^his 
family  and  guests. 

Miss  BEHB — What  is  the  difference  between  him 
and  a  barber? 

SLACK  -I  fear  it  is  very  slight. 

Mi-?s  BEHB— You  do  not  mean  to  say  that  I  am  en- 
gaged to  be  married  to  a  common  barber,  and  that 
that  odious  Mrs  Kline  told  the  truth  about  him  ?  I 
will  never  speak  to  him  again.  I  will  i-u-s  him  for 
false  pretences.  To  take  advantage  of  toy  unsus- 
pecting innocence  in  that  way  1 

SLXCK — He  will  do  it  some  other  way  the  next 
time. 

Mies  BEHB_Oh,  yes  ;  mock  me.  You  have  served 
me  a  mean  urick.  I  will  sue  you  all  for  conspiracy 
to  entrap  me. 

SLACK     You  were  a  party  to  the  conspiracy. 

Miss  BEHB -leant  for  you,  expecting  kindness  and 
sympathy  L  thought  you  were  nay  friend. 

SLACK  -I  Jfrn  not  your  enemy.  Was  it  wrong  in 
me  to  try  to  find  a  husband  for  you? 

Miss  BEHB  -  Bat  a  barber  ! 

SLACK  -I  would  have  given  you  a  noble  if  I  could. 
You  might  make  a  worse  match  than  Hiifeustein. 
He  has  imposing  manners. 

Miss  BEHB— I  must  confess  that  I  like  his  man- 
m  ra. 

SLACK — \nd  he  is  not  ignorant. 

Miss  BEHB — He  talked  Latin  to  me. 

SLACK     He  can  tarn  a  compliment  neatly. 

Mi  s  BEBB— I  thought  so  whtle  I  listened  to  him. 

SLACK— He  has  many  friends  at  Court. 

Mi  s  BEHB     You  plead  for  him  as  if  he  h-id. 

SLACK -He  ie  a  handsome  fellow.  [Mi;s  BsJir 
draws  a  long  iig\  1 

SLACK — Teen  ho  is  young,  and  youth  has  some 

va'ue  in  matrimony more  there,  perhaps,  than  any 

where  else. 

Mias  BEHB — That's  so  ;  but  to  engage  myself  to  a 
common  baroer,  wkeu  I  supposed  I  was  going  to 
marry  a  noble  ! 

SLACK — Your  own  oversight.  Did  he  say  he  was 
not  a  barber  ? 

Miss  BEHR \o. 

FLACK — T)id  he  say  he  was  a  noble  ? 

Miss  BKHB — No  ;  but  be  spotte  of  his  c\stle. 

BLACK — Love  mide  you  misunderstand  him.  Ho 
meant  Count  Dick's  castle. 

Miss  BEHB — Ha  siid  an  intellectual  lady  is 
needed  in  the  castle  where  he  makes  his  home,  to 
give  tone  ta  society. 

SLiCK — That's  t-ue.  Count  Dick  needs  a  wife  to 
taka  oharne  of  his  castle,  and,  perhaps,  the  wife  of 
Count  Dick's  barber  could  fill  the  place  till  Count 
Dick  marries. 

Miss  BEHR — \b,  well ;  I  have  always  had  a  preju- 
dice against  barbers,  since  one  deceived  me  many 
yeiraago;  but  I  will  make  another  exp-irimsut;  and 
try  this  one  I  will  find  out  what  barbars  are  made 
of.  I  can't  help  loving  Helfenstein.  He  speaks 
Latin  with  such  a  pure  accent  ;  and  be  t  irns  up  his 
eyes  BO  beautifully;  and  he  has  such  a  sigh  and 
such  a  moustache.  Oh,  youthful  love,  thou  art  irre- 
sistible. 

SOENE  V.  — Ooart  Room_ Judge— Afterward  Miss 
BEHB,  MBS.  KLINE,  and  others. 

JUDGE  —Clerk,  how's  the  docket  to  day  ? 

CLKHK — Only  one  case. 

JUDGE — 'iood.  I  want  to  go  out  hunting  with 
some  friends.  I  suppose  we  can  despatch  it  in  an 
hour.  Who  are  the  pa  ties  ? 

CLJSBK — Behr  vs.  Kline. 


JUDGF I  do   net  remember  hearing  the  names   of 

any  such  persons  in  the  parish. 

CLEBK You   know   them   well.      They   are   Mies 

Behr  atd  Mrs.  Kline. 

JUDGE Good   Lord!    A  woman's  case?     It   ma? 

take  a  week.  I  ordered  yon  not  to  let  the  women 
bring  any  suits  here.  To  administer  justice  be- 
tween  women,  to  their  satisfaction,  requires  more 
than  human  wisdom. 

CLKHK—I  could  not  avoid  receiving  this  case. 
Miss  Bebr  would  cot  be  denied  or  put  off.  She  eaid 
she  knew  the  courtiers  at  the  castle.  If  I  would  not 
bear  her  complaint  she  would  have  yen  removed. 
You  BDOW  how  tbe  Judge  in  tie  next  parish  was 
served  for  offending  a  courtier.  I  would  not  take 
any  cbtinceR  tf  ih^t  kind. 

JUDGE— Well,  it  can  net  be  helped  now.  Throw 
open  the  doors  and  let  us  get  through  with  it  as 
soon  as  possible.  Let  me  see  the  papers  in  the 
case. 

[Cleric  rpms  the  doors  a»zd  crowd  rush  in  ] 

OFFICER— Order  in  tbe  Court. 

JUDGE  [to  Mrs.  Kline]  —Madam,  what  is  your 
ntmae? 

MBS.  E  LINE  -You  know  my  came  as  well  as  I  do. 
It's  Maria  Sophia  Keziah  K.ire. 

JWDGE— You  tire  charged  with  slandering — 

MBS.  KLINE  [inteirupting] — Judge,  upon  my  word — 

JUDGE  [i'ittrruptir,g] — \\ait,  Madam,  till  I  have 
explained  tUe  charge. 

MB3  KLINE—I  do  not  watt  to  hear  it,  Judge  ; 
there's  riot  a  word  of  truth  in  it. 

JUDGE — Matfum,  you  must  not  interrupt— 

MBS.  KLINE  [interrupting]  ~I  didn  t  mean  to  inter, 
rapt  you,  Juige  ;  what's  tb«  use  of  telling  me  what  I 
do  not  wai  t  to  know  ?  The  last  time  you  took  tea  at 
my  house,  you  said  tome  you  did  not  believe  a  word 
that  Miss  Behr — 

JUDGE  [intirrupUng] — Silence.  You  must  not 
interrupt  me. 

MBS.  KLINE— Well,  if  you  do  not  want  me  to  inter- 
rupt you,  why  do  you  interrupt  me? 

JUDOS — Madam,  you  are  charged  with  slandering 
and  beating— 

Mas.  KLISE — Tt'a  a  lie,  Judge  ;  it'a  all  a  lie.  Any 
body  thu  knows  Miss  Behr's  reputation  in  this 
towr — 

Miss  BEHE — Don't  you  s»y  anything  against  my 
reputation,  you  audacious  woman. 

JUDGE — Silence,  both  of  you. 

MB.*.  KLINE — Do  you  expett  me  to  sit  ettll  while 
Bhe  calls  me  a  woman  ? 

Miss  BEHR — Nobody  shall  say  anything  against 
my  reputation.  I  won't  submit  to  it. 

JUDGE — Silence,  both  of  you,  or  I  will  send  you 
to  jail  tor  contempt  of  Court.  .Not  a  word  from 
either  of  you  till  I  have  stated  the  charge.  Mrs. 
Kline,  you  are  accused  of  slandering  and  beating 
Mig»  Bsbr  on  the  20th  of  last  month  ;  are  you  guilty 
or  not  guilty  ? 

MBS.  KLiNF — She  is  the  guilty  one,  Judge  ;  you 
told  me  yourself  she  couldn't  keep  friends  with  any 
woman  more  than  two  weeks  at  a  time  ;  and  thec — 

JUDGE  [  interrupting] — \nswerrayquestion.  Are 
you  guilty  or  not  guilty  ? 

MBS.  KLINE — She  came  into  my  house,  and  be- 
cause I  said  her  beau  was  a  barber,  she  jumped  at 
me  and  scratched  me. 

Mits  BEHB — T  wished  I  had  scratched  your  eyes 
out.  I  will  the  next  time. 

MBS.  KLINF — No  you  won't,  either.  The  next 
time  I  will  whip  you  worse  than  I  did  that  time. 

JUDGE — Silence,  both  of  you.  Mrs.  Kline,  an- 
swer mj  question,  Are  you  guilty  or  not  guilty  ? 


MRS,  XLINF — I  commenced  to  tell  you  and  you 
would  not  let  me. 

JUDGF — Madam,  listen  to  me.  It  is  net  your 
place  now  to  tell  me  any  story,  but  simply  to  con- 
fess that  yon  are  guilty 

MBS.  KLINE  [ interrupting] — I  won't  do  any  such 
thing.  Why,  Tannwald  wouldn't  be  big  enough  to 
hold  that 

Miss  BEHB  [  interrupting] — Don't  you  call  me  any 
more  name?,  or — 

JUEGE  [interrupting] — Silence,  eilence,  both  of 
you,  or  1  wilj  send  you  bcth  to  jail  for  a  month. 
Mies  Behr,  you  must  keep  still  for  a  few  mint,tas, 
till  I  get  the  accused  to  plead  guilty  or  not  guilty, 
and  then  I  will  listen  to  your  evidence.  If  she 
could  only  keep  her  mouth  shut  till  I  can  finish  a 
sentence  cr  two,  it  would  go  much  smoother. 

Miss  BEHF— ttive  it  to  her,  Judge.  Send  her  to 
prison  ror  talkicg  too  much.  That's  the  best  place 
lor  her. 

MBS.  KLINF — You're  a  nice  one  to  give  such  ad- 
vice. 

JUDGF — Ladies,  have  jou  entered  into  a  conspi- 
racy to  drive  me  crt  zy  ? 

Mits  BEHB  [aside] — It's  not  far  to  drive  with  most 
men. 

MBS.  KLINE — Judge,  explain  to  me  what  I  ought 
to  do  or  Hay. 

JUDGE  [aside] — Just  as  if  it  was  or  any  nee  to  try 

to  explain  anything  to  a  woman.  [To  Mrs.  Kl\u«\ 

Sfou  know  the  meaning  of  the  word  ««  guilty  ?" 

MBS.  KLINJ Yes,  sir. 

JUDGE — You  know,  also,  the  meaning  of  the  words 
•  •  not  guilty  ?" 

MRS.  KLINE — Yeg,  sir. 

JUDGE — A.11  ttiat  I  want  just  HOW  is  that,  when  I 
question  you,  you  shall  either  say  ««  guilty  "  or  ••  not 
guilty,"  and  nothing  else. 

MR3.  KLIHE — But,  Judge,  I  am  not  guilty. 

JUDGE — That  is  exactly  what  I  have  been  trying 
my  best  for  the  last  half-hour  to  get  yon  to  eay. 

MBS  KLINE — Well,  I  must  say  that  lawyers  and 
Judges  have  mighty  queer  ways  of  getting  at  things. 

JUDGE — It  in  your  duty  now  to  keep  still,  till  the 
witnesses  for  the  prosecution  have  been  heard.  After 
they  have  been  heard,  then  you  can  tell  your  side. 

MBS.  KLINE — But,  Judge,  you  do  not  intend  to  lis- 
ten to  her  ?  [Pointing  at  Mits  Behr.] 

Miss  BEHB — Don't  you  pomt  your  ugly  finger  at 
me. 

MBS  KLINE — Why,  Judge,  you  told  me  yourself, 
she  was  the  biggest  liar  in  town. 

JUDGE — G-ood  God,  madam,  can't  you  hold  your 
tongue  for  one  minute  ?  I  shall  certainly  have  to 
send  you  to  prison,  if  you  do  not  allow  me  to  take 
tbe  testimony  of  Miss  Behr. 

Miss  BEHB— Well,  Judge,  you  see,  this  is  an  old 
story. 

JUDGE  |  init rrupting ] — Silence,  madam,  till  you 
have  boeu  nworn. 

Mins  BEHR — I  swore  enough  to  myself  when  that 
woman  was  making  insinuations  agaiust  my  reputa- 
tion. 

JUDGE — Do  you  swear  that  you  will  tell  the  whole 
truth  and  nothing  but  the  truth  ? 

Miss  BEHK — Yon  question  me  just  as  if  you  doubt, 
ed  my  veracity. 

JUDGE1 — Miss  Behr,  yon  are  old  enough  to  know 

Miss  BBHB  j  interrupting  J— No,  I  am  not  old  enough 
to  know  that  you  have  any  right  to  insult  me  by  in- 
sinuating that  I  leave  out  or  add  something  to  the 
truti  and  by  making  allusions  t)  my  age.  Of  course 
I  am  not  very  young,  but  I  am  net  as  old  as  yon  are, 
for  when  I  was  a  little  girl  you  were  running  after 


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•She  equint-ejei,  red-haired  dress-maker.  that  after, 
ward  became  tbe  mother  of  t  us  clerk  of  yours. 

JUDGE Silence  !    Witness  ! 

Miss  BKHE — Dual's  not  my  name.  I  Am  Miss 
Bebr. 

JUDGE — You  are  a  witness  here,  and  I  give  you  faij 
notice  that  if  you  do  not  fct  >p  your  insolent  language 
to  the  Court,  I  will  punish  you  severely.  You  must 
take  the  oath. 

Miss  BEHB_T'll  be 

JUDGE — Stop.  Answer  my  question.  Do  you 
«wear  that  you  will  tell  the  whole  tn.t  i  and  nothing 
but  the  truth  ? 

Miss  BEHB — Yea,  sir  ;  and  if  I  must  swear,  I  am 
ready  now  to  take  the  wickedett  oaths,  just  like  yon 
men,  though  it's  a  queer  preparation  for  telling  tue 
truth. 

JUDGE — You  have  taken  the  only  oath  that  is  re- 
quired 

Miss  BEHB— I  haven't  taken  any  oath. 

JUDGE — Did  yon  not  say  yea  to  my  question 
whether  you  would  tell  the  whole  truth  and  noth- 
ing but  tbe  truth 't 

Mus  BEHB — Well  I  never  knew  before  tb&t  it  was 
«n  oath  to  nay  yes.  If  that  is  profanity,  I  have  the 
satisfaction  of  knowing  that  I  have  not  been  as  pro- 
fane as  some  women  that  I  know.  [litre  she  looks  at 
Mrs.  Kline  j 

MBS.  KLJ.VE — Your  face  protected  your  virtue. 

MIHS  BEHB — You  had  none  to  be  protected. 

JU»GE — iilenca  1  Stop  the.-<e  personal  insults  or  I 
shall  send  you  both  to  jail.  [  2"j  Jtliis  Behr],  Tell  the 
Court  now  when,  where,  anu  under  what  circum- 
stances, the  offences  of  which  you  have  made  com- 
plaint were  commuted.  | 

Miss  BEHB — Well,  Judge,  this  is  an  old  story.  You 
see  when  Mrs.  Kline  and  I  were  girl? — 

JUDGE — flood  Lord,  we  do  not  want  to  go  back  so 
far  as  that. 

MBI.  KLINE — Only  about  forty  years* 

Miss  BUIIB — Hold  your  tonguo,  you  viper. 

JUDGE — Order.  You  women  mmt  not  talk  t  >  each 
other.  Witness,  tell  us  how  tbe  slander  and  beating 
were  committed.  Confine  your  testimony  to  tbe 
20th  of  last  mouth,  the  day  on  which  it  is  alleged 
the  offence  was  committed. 

Mi  ;s  BEHB — Well,  Judge,  you  cannot  understand 
thU  triing  unless  I  go  back  to  the  beginning.  As  I 
was  telling  you,  when  Mrs.  Kiine  and  I  were  girls — 

JUDGL — Silence.  I  do  nut  want  to  hear  anything 
of  what  happened  to  you  when  you  were  pirls. 
The  village  heard  enough  of  it  at  the  time  Tell 
me  what  Mra.  Kl .no  did  uu  the  20  h  of  last  month. 

Miss  BEHB — If  you  had  let  me  go  on,  f  would 
have  been  mere  by  t:iis  time.  When  Mrs.  Kline  and 
I  were  girls — 

JUDGE  [interrupting] — Silence.  It  is  against  the 
rules  of  evidence  to  permit -the  recital  of  irrelevant 
testimony.  You  must  coma  down  to  tbe  tima  in 
question. 

Mies  BEBB — Well,  now,  Judge,  I  wrote  out  my 
evidence  before  I  ca-ue  here,  and  I  got  it  by  heait, 
and  I  can't  say  any  of  it  right  unless  I  start  in  at  the 
beginning,  and  go  straight  through  the  way  I  learned 
it. 

JUDGE — We  do  not  want  that  kind  of  testimony. 
Where  dm  yon  ur.et  Mrs.  Kline  on  the  20tu  of  last 
month  ? 

Miss  BEHB — When  Mrs.  Kline  and  I  wera  glrle — 

JUDQK — 1> — 11  the  time  when  you  were  girls,  and 
when  you  are  women,  too. 

MUH  BEHB  [to  Mn.  Klint,  and  Making  her  fat  a 
her] — Don't  you  insult  me. 

JUDGE — Mrs.  Kline  in  not  insulting  you. 


Mies  BEHB — Yes,  she  ia,  too  ;  and  I  won't  stand  tt. 

JUDGE — What  i«  she  doing  ? 

Miss  BEHB — lust  look  at  her;  she  is  laughing 
at  me. 

JUDGE — Oh  no  ;  she  ia  laughing  at  the  manner  in 
which  justice  is  administered  in  this  0;iurt. 

Miss  BEHB — Look  at  her,  Judge,  she  is  making 
faces  at  me. 

JUDGE — It  is  not  necessary  for  you  t:>  look  at  her . 

Miss  BEHB — How  will  I  know  what  she  is  doing  7 
There  goes  her  nose  again  It's  more  than  a  human 
being  can  stand.  That's  the  way  she  acted  tha  day 
I  went  to  her  house. 

JUDGE — That  was  oa  the  20th  of  last  month  ? 

Mws  BEHB-- Yes,  sir. 

JUDGE — £.nd  what  did  you  Bay  to  her  thea  ? 

Miss  BEHB— I  did  not  say  anything,  but  I  did 
something. 

JUDGE     And  what  did  you  do  ? 

Miss  BEHB-  Shall  I  show  you  ? 

JUDGE — Yes. 

Miss  BEHB — Well,  this  is  what  I  did.  [Going  up  to 
Mrt.  Kline,  catching  her  by  the  back  cf  her  collar  and 
pounding  her  ] 

JuDGE--8top  that. 

[  Mrs.  Klin*  defends  herself.  Each  g>ts  the  other  by  the 
hair  and  they  pull  exch  other  forward  and  bask  ] 

JUDGE— officers,  stop  that  li^ht  and  arrest  the 
parties. 

[  'l"he  crowd  get  between  the  combatants  and  the  officer! 
so  that  the  lalttr  can  nit  do  anyhing.] 

FIBIT  cUTsiDEB — I  bet  on  the  oia  gal  in  the  red 
dress  ;  she  baa  the  longest  wind. 

SECOND  OUT-SIDES — I  bet  on  the  other  ;  she  has  the 
most  bottom.  [Officers  break  through  the  crowd  owd 
separate  fie  combatants.] 

JUDGE — Tnis  case  is  dismissed,  and  both  parties 
are  sentenced  to  ba  imprisoned  twenty-four  hours 
for  contampt  of  Court. 

MBS.  KLISE — Spare  ma.  Judge.  What  will  be- 
come of  my  lap  dog? 

JUDGE — 0 — i  your  lap  dog. 

Mi 48  BEHB — "VIercy,  Judge  ;  I  have  an  engagement 
this  evening  with  Mr.  Helfenstein. 

-UDOE — D— n  Mr.  Helfenstein. 

OFFICEB — We  have  only  one  cell  that  can  be  used 
for  women,  and  if  the?  are  put  ia  together,  they  will 
tear  each  other  to  pieces. 

JUDGE — ^uah  an  event  would  not  make  the  village 
more  quarrelsome. 

Act  III. 

SCENE  I— Mrs  H  ARIZ'S  room.  MARGUBST  at  the 
window.  Mr*.  HABTZ  with  back  to  MABGABET. 

MBS.  HABTZ — You  do  not  keep  the  house  so  neatly 
as  you  u;ed  tj  do. 

MABGABET — Varhaps  not,  mother,  but  then  we  see 
so  little  co  npany.  Why  should  I  bother  my  head 
about  the  house  if  nob  )dy  sees  it  ?  [Mirgiret  kisset 
her  hand  to  somebody  in  the  street.  Mrs.  Hzrte  seet  mo- 
tion in  the  glass.} 

Maa.  HARTZ — What  girl  is  passing? 

MABGABET — I  do  not  see  aay  girl. 

MBS.  HABIZ  -To  whom  did  you  kiss  your  band 
then? 

MABGABET — Did  I  ki?g  my  hand  ? 

MB*  HABTZ — Wuat  does  thie  mean  ?  [She  gets  up 
and  looks  out  of  the  window.  ]  Yonder  it*  a  strange 
man  whom  J  have  often  noticed  of  late,  walking  past 
oar  boust*  and  looking  this  way,  and  you  seem  ts 
anxious  to  look  out  as  he  is  to  look  in. 

MARGVBET — Well,  mother.  I  mutt  look  out  of  the 
window  sometimes. 

MB^.  HABIZ — Do  yon  know  that  man  ? 


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I  hare  seen  him  before. 

MBS.  HABTZ Did  you  kiss  you,r  hand  to  him  ? 

MABGABET  -  Yes ;  is  there  anything  wrong  about 
that  ? 

MRS.  HARTZ— What's  his  name? 

MARGARET Prof.  Faust. 

MRS.  HAHiz-Have  you  ever  epohen  to  him  ? 

MARGARET — Yes. 

Mas.  HARTZ — Where? 

MARGARET \t  Cousin  Martha's. 

MBS.  HARTZ — Why  did  you  not  tell  me^f 

MARGARET — I  did  not  think  it  was  right  that  I 
should  be  shut  up  in  the  house  all  the  time. 

MBS.  HARTZ — You  know  thht  you  ought  to  have 
told  me,  anyhow  ? 

MARGABET I  told  ysu  when  be  picked  up  my 

handkerchief  in  the  ftreet  ;  the  first  time  I  saw  him. 

MRS.  BARTZ That  is  the  man,  is  it  ?  But  you 

did  Lot  tell  xue  his  came  ? 

MARGABET — I  did  not  know  it  then. 

MBS.  HABIZ — Have  you  met  him  more  than  once 
at  Martba'f? 

MARGARET — Yes. 

MRS.  HARIZ — How  often? 

MARGARET — I  do  net  know. 

MRS.  HARTZ — You  do.     Tell  me,  instantly. 

MARGARET — I  cannot  tell  ;  perhaps  eight  or  ten 
times.  You  know  when  I  have  gone  to  Martha's 
since  the  ball  ?  I  have  met  him  there  nearly  every 
time  ;  sometimes  for  only  a  few  minutes. 

MRS.  HABTZ— You  have  never  seen  him  elsewhere  ? 

MARGABEJ — Never. 

MRS.  HARTZ — .\nd  was  Martha  always  with  you  ? 

MARGARET— She  was  always  at  home  and  nearly 
always  with  us.  Occasionally  when  sue  was  in  the 
house,  I  have  gone  into  the  garden  with  Prof.  Faust 
for  a  few  minutes. 

MBS.  HARTZ — O,  you  wicked  girl.  And  you  went 
tbere  on  purpose  to  meet  him.  All  the  people  in 
town  must  know  about  it.  I  forbid  you  to  go  out  of 
the  house  aloce.  I  will  get  some  neighbor  girl  to 
run  all  the  errands.  I  should  like  to  wring  that 
Martha's  ntck.  You  shall  not  visit  her  anymore, 
nor  shall  she  come  here. 

MARGARET — But,  mother,  you  know  that  I  see  no 
other  company,  save  Barbara. 

MB*.  HABTZ — You  do  not  need  any.  I  will  see 
that  you  oo  the  housework  properly,  and  then  you 
will  have  no  leisure  for  gabbing.  There  shall  not 
be  a  epeck  of  dirt  in  the  house  and  there  is  plenty' 
of  sewing  that  needs  to  be  done. 

MAHGABET — You  will  let  Prof.  Faust  visit  me, 
Will  you  not  ? 

MB*.  HABTZ — He  must  never  come  near  my  house. 

MARGARET — Let  him  come  only  once,  so  taat  he 
can  teli  you  what  he  has  told  me,  and  if  you  find 
anything  wrong  you  can  explain  it  to  me  and  then 
order  him  awav. 

Mas.  HABTZ — No  ;  I  suppose  that  he  is  a  plausible 
rogue,  and  you  would  only  think  the  worse  of  me  if 
I  did  not  let  him  have  his  own  way.  The  woman 
that  listens  is  lost.  You  send  word  to  him  that  he 
must  never  speak  to  you  again. 

MARGARET — He  has  treated  me  with  all  the  respect 
that  he  could  have  paid  to  the  noblest  lady  of  the 
jand,  and  I  cannot  give  him  an  unprovoked  inault. 
I  would  rather  leave  your  house. 

MBS.  HARIZ — T  will  lock  you  up  in  your  room 
and  nail  up  the  window. 

MARGARET     I  defy   you.     I   will   tear  the  house 

down  before  you   shall   ket-p   me  in   it  against  my 

I  was  not  made  to  be  a   prisoner  or   a   slave. 

When  I  am  stronger  than  you  are  I  do  not  see  bow 

you  would  shut  me  up,   and   if   you  did   I   would 


eoream  BO  as  to  make  the  whole  town  turn  out  in 
a  mob. 

MBS.  HABTZ  —Shut  up  your  impertinence. 

MARGARET It  is  not   impertinence.     I   promised 

to  be  Henrj  't>  wife,  and  1  will  keep  it. 

MRS.  HARTZ  -And  did  he  promise  to  be  your 
husband  ? 

MABGABET— Yes,  he  did. 

MBS.  HAKTZ — \nd  you  suppose  then  that  a  Pro 
fessor  can  marry  when  be  pleases. 

MARGARET— He  has  told  me  that  he  must  have  the 
permission  of  the  Imperial  Council,  but  be  says  he 
is  sure  of  getting  it.  He  ban  already  sent  for  it. 

MB?.  HABTZ — You  are  a  silly  girl  to  believe  all  that. 
If  be  had  wanted  to  marry  you  he  would  have  come 
to  me  first.  That  is  the  custom  of  the  country, 
and  everybody  knows  that  when  a  man  goes  to  the 
girl  and  not  to  the  parents,  he  la  trying  to  takd  ad- 
vantage of  her. 

MARGARET— He  said  he  would  speak  to  you  as 
soon  UK  be  pets  the  release  from  the  Council. 

MBS.  HABTZ — If  the  time  has  not  come  for  asking 
me,  he  ought  not  to  have  spoken  to  you.  A  little 
benee  ought  to  tell  you  that  I  do  not  believe  he 
has  applied  for  a  release  from  his  vow,  and  if  ha 
had  it  would  not  be  for  the  purpose  of  marrying 
you.  How  much  farther  has  this  nonsense  gone? 

MABGABET—  i  have  allowed  him  to  kiss  me. 

MBS.  HARTZ  -Is  that  all? 

MARGARET— That  is  all  save  that  I  love  him  so 
much  that  I  shall  never  have  a  happy  hour  if  I  can 
not  Fee  hitn  again. 

MRS.  HABTZ Girls'  nonsense.    They  always  think 

they  will  be  miserable  their  whole  lives  if  they 
cannot  marry  their  first  love,  but  they  soon  get  over 
tbat  and  have  a  dozen  passions  before  they  marry. 
Girls  with  their  beaux  are  like  boys  fishing  :  they 
never  catch  at  the  first  nibble. 

MARGARET  -  Prof.  Faust  is  not  like  a  common  man. 

MBS.  HABTZ — So  much  the  worse  for  you.  A  Pro- 
fecsor  cannot  uuarry,  and  would  not  marry  you  if  he 
ooula.  He  can  get  a  rich  and  fashionable  wife, 
•with  friends  at  Court,  accustomed  to  Court  society . 
He  could  not  take  you  among  his  associates  in  Vienna  ; 
they  would  laugh  at  your  awkward  country  manners 
till  he  would  be  mortified  to  death.  I  know  something 
about  that ;  1  once  visited  your  Aunt  Mary  when  «-h« 
was  the  Archduchess*  dressing  tuaid.  and  even  the 
eervant  women  laughed  an  me  so  much  that  I  was 
glad  to  get  away,  and  I  nev?r  want  to  go  near  a 
Court  again.  If  a  woman  is  net  noble,  she  is  nobody 
at  Vienna.  Great  men  are  nearly  always  great  vil- 
lains. I  have  heard  of  many,  perhaps  fifty,  poor 
girls  tbat  great  men  prtt.-nded  to  be  in  love  with, 
and  I  never  knew  one  match  to  follow.  Usually, 
the  girl  was  deceived,  and  was  then  deserted.  And 
you  want  to  add  another  to  the  list. 

MABGABET — O,  mother,  do  not  talk  BO  ;  you  make 
me  very  nmerable. 

MBS.  HABTZ — Do  you  think  that  lies  will  make 
yon  happy  for  a  long  time?  The  truth  is  what  you 
need.  Batter  be  miserable  now  lor  a  week  or  two 
than  be  disgraced  for  your  whole  life. 

MARGARET — I  cannot  believe  men  are  so  bad. 

Mas.  HARTZ — Why  cannot  yon  believe  me?  I 
have  not  lived  45  years  for  nothing.  I  will  send 
for  Father  Bayer  and  Captain  Garmony,  to  come 
come  here  and  tell  you  how  it  is  at  Court.  They 
have  seen  much,  and  know  what  men  are.  Experi- 
ence is  worth  something. 

MARGARET — If  there  is  BO  much  bad  faith,  there 
can  be  little  satisfaction  in  life. 

MBS.  HABTZ — Look  not  for  happiness  here  below. 


That  ifi  the  prrat  lesfcn  of  relipir n.  This  world  is 
full  of  vanity  and  vexation  of  spirit. 

MABGABET—  The  sooner  we  die,  then,  the  better. 

Km.  HABIZ — Yes,  if  we  are  ready  to  die  and  the 
lime  fixed  for  our  departure  has  come. 

MABGABET I  rray  that  my  time  may  come  Boon. 

MBS  HAETZ— Ton  must  speak  so,  my  daughter; 
that  is  rebellion  against  the  Lord's  will.  Promise 
me  that  you  will  not  speak  to  professor  Faust  again, 
and  that  you  will  not  go  to  cousin  Martha's. 

MABGABET — I  promise  you. 

Mas.  HABTZ  -Do  you  promise  merely  for  the  sake 
Of  obedience,  or  is  it  done  cordially  ? 

MABGARET— I  give  the  promise  with  all  my  heart, 
bnt  very  Badly.  I  suppose  thtt  I  have  been  foolish 
and  that  I  ougtt  to  follow  the  advice  of  puch  a  good 
mother. 

MR*.  HABTZ—Thank  you,  my  dear.  I  can  trust 
you  ;  you  know  that  I  love  you  and  will  care  for 
your  welfare.  I  fear  thtt  I  shall  not  live  very  long, 
and  I  must  try  to  find  a  husband  for  yon  ;  gome 
man  in  your  own  station  of  life.  I  will  give  you  a 
good  dowry.  You  will  let  me  choose  a  husband  for 
you,  will  you  not? 

MABGABET I   will   have  much   respect   for  your 

choice. 

MB3.  HABTZ — Bless  you,  my  dear  girl  ;  you  were 
always  obedient  till  you  met  this  dangerous  m  n, 
and  I  am  glad  that  you  now  understand  hie  wick- 
edness. 

SCENE  II In    Front    of    the    Ohurcb — MABGABET 

Coming  Oat. 

FAUST  [stepping  up  to  her] — Margaret,  did  you 
Bend  the  message)  that  I  muse  not  speak  to  you  any 
more? 

MABGABET — Yes,  sir. 

FA^T What  have  I  done  to  offand  you  ? 

MABGAUET Mother  pays  I  must  not  listen  to  you. 

FAUST Siiaii  I  go  with  you  to  see  ner? 

MABGABET — No. 

FAU*T Did   you  send   me  the  message   because 

your  mother  ordered  you  to  do  so? 

MABGABET Yea,  sir,   ani   because  I  believed  her 

when  she  told  ma  that  you  were  trying  to  deceive 
me. 

FAUST  —But  you  did  not  discover  any  falsehood 
in  my  words? 

MABGABET— No.  sir. 

FAUST You  believed  me  when  I  said  I  loved  you  ? 

MABGABET — Yes,  sir. 

FAUST— And  when  I  promised  to  marry  you? 

MABGABET— Yes,  sir. 

FAUaT— And  when  I  told  you  that  I  had  sent  to 
get  a  release  from  my  vows? 

MABGABBT — Yes,  sir. 

FAUST \ud  after  you   had   learned  to  know  me, 

and  had  heard  tbe  story  of  my  life,  and  knew  that  I 
had  solicited  release  trom  my  vows,  that  I  had  thus 
injured,  if  not  destroyed,  all  chance  of  my  prefer- 
ment in  the  Church  or  in  the  University,  all  for 
your  sake,  and  had  prepared  for  an  eutire  change  of 
my  life,  in  which  all  my  happiness  was  to  depend 
upon  you,  you  could  then  accept  to  my  discredit  tbe 
opinion  of  somebody  else  who  did  not  know  me, 
and  discard  me  without  a  chance  to  suy  a  word  in 
my  own  jiiHtiflcation  ? 

MABGABET 'J,  Honry,  do  not  reproach  me.     Allow 

•omettiing  f»r  iny  inexperience. 
FAUST — You  did  love  me  ? 
MABGVBCT — More  than  my  life. 

FAUST If  you  loved  me  an   you  say  you   did,  how 

could  you*  love  be  swept  away  by  a  word  ? 

MABOA'K'  T  -The  y  .nng  are  under  the  influence  of 
the  old.  When  my  mother  told  me  how  the  courtiers 


mislead  poor  young  girls,  and  how  it  is  the  custom 
of  the  men  that  want  to  marry  to  go  first  to  the  par- 
ents,  I  had  to  believe  her.  It  surely  cannot  be  a 
great  mistake  for  a  girl  to  be  guided  by  her  mother 
in  such  matters. 

FAUBT — I  must  go  with  you  to  see  your  mother. 

MAHGAKET -No.  Bhe  is  a  headstrong,  passionate 
woman  ;  t>Le  would  shut  the  door  in  your  face  and 
make  my  life  miserable. 

FAU^T— Can  I  not  go  to  your  brother  and  explain 
to  him? 

MABGABET— No  ;  he's  off  in  the  war. 

FAUST — Have  you  no  friend  to  whom  I  can  go  ? 

MABGABET — My  mother  would  be  very  angry  if  she 
knew  that  you  bad  spoken  to  my  Aunt  Marks  or  to 
my  Cousin,  Mrs.  Swerlin,  and  those  are  my  only  rel- 
atives ;  the  hates  them  both. 

FAUJJT — Am  I  to  understand  that  you  will  never 
love  me  again? 

MABGABET.  I  fear  that  I  shall  never  cease  to  love 
you. 

FAUST — Why  fear  ? 

MABGABET— Is  it  not  enough  to  make  fear  to  have 
a  good  mother  on  one  side  and  an  unconquerable 
love  on  the  other  ? 

FAUST -Is  it  unconquerable? 

MABGABET — The  longer  I  listen  the  stronger  it 
becomes.  I  cannot  doubt  you  when  I  hear  your 
voice.  If  you  ara  a  deceiver,  then  deception  is  nec- 
essary to  my  happiness.  The  pleasures 
which  I  have  enjoyed  in  your  company  are 
far  higher  tbau  any  I  ever  enjoyed  or  had  any 
conception  of  before  The  BUU  has  been  brighter, 
the  sky  clearer,  the  breeze  more  grateful,  my  heart 
beats  mora  freely,  my  eoul  has  felt  a  stimulus  be* 
fore  unknown,  and  I  seem  to  b~  in  harmony  with 
the  landscape,  with  all  the  people  that  I  see,  and 
with  myself  ;  and  since  I  was  forbidden  to  see  you, 
all  has  become  black,  and  I  have  been  supremely 
unhappy. 

FAU  T  —Tell  me  what  I  can  do  to  prove  my  sincer- 
ity. Auy  promise,  any  condition,  any  security  that  rea- 
son can  demand  that  I  will  give.  If  all  men  are  dishon- 
est, you  should  go  into  a  nunnery  ;  if  some  are  honest, 
then  I  am.  Why  trust  your  happiness  to  any  man, 
if  not  to  me  ?  I  am  not  less  fitted  to  love  and  to  be 
happy  in  my  love  than  you  are,  and  yon  are  as 
necessary  to  me  lor  the  pleasures  of  my  life  as  you 
said  I  was  to  you. 

MABGABET  _I  still  say  so;  I  still  think  so.  I 
shall  never  be  happy  without  you.  As  for  security, 
I  can  think  of  none,  and  I  ask  none.  I  will  believe 
and  trust  you,  no  matter  what  they  say  against  you. 

FAUST  — When  shall  we  meet,  again  ? 

MABGABET—  I  cannot  see  you  at  the  house  ;  I  never 
go  oat  except  to  church,  and  then  usually  with  one 
of  the  neigabor  girls,  and  even  if  1  were  alone,  It 
would  not  do  to  be  seen  speaking  to  yon,  for  mother 
might  hear  of  it. 

FAU  T—Wby  put  me  off ;  I  stay  here  for  your  sake 
only.  I  wish  I  could  visit  you  iu  the  evening. 

MABGABET  — It  cannot  be. 

FAUST Doe*  not   your    mother,    like  most  of    the 

old  village  folk,  take  a  glass  of  beer  every  evening. 

MARGARET  -Yes. 

FAUST — I  will  Rive  you  something  to  put  in  her 
beer,  and  inuke  her  sleep  like  a  block. 

MABGABET — I  would  be  afraid. 

FAU=T — It,  would  make  her  healthier  and  stronger 
tbau  site,  is  now. 

MABGABKT — And  do  her  no  barm  ? 

FAUST  -Not  the  leatt. 

MABGVBKT — Siie  complains  now  that  sleeplessness 
caus-H  her  much  discomfort. 


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FAUST This  would  cure  her.     Will  you  try  it  ? 

MABGABET — Perhaps. 

FAUST I  will  leave  a  little  bct'le  under  the  door- 

step  this  evening.  Be  careful  to  give  her  just  three 
drops  at  a  time  ;  never  a  drop  more  or  less.  In  two 
hours  she  will  be  a«Ieep,  and  for  eight  hours  you 
may  shake  her  and  scream  in  her  ears  as  much  as 
you  piease  without  disturbing  her  rest.  When  she 
is  in  bed  you  can  put  the  candle  near  tlie  window 
and  open  the  blind  a  little  as  a  signal  to  me. 

MABGABET — O,  Henry,  I  fear  that  I  love  you  too 
much.  • 

FAXJST — I  will  deserve  it  all.  Yon  shall  share  my 
fortunes,  and  I  will  thare  yours. 

MABGABET— You  must  leave  me  now.  I  must 
hasten  home.  Remember  the  promise. 

FAUST I   will   be  true  to  it,  no  matter   what   the 

cost.  This  is  the  first  time  since  I  declared  my  love 
that  I  must  leave  yon  without  a  kiss. 

MABGABET  -  And  I  hope  the  laet. 

FAUST  -And  shall  I  see  the  signal  soon  ? 

MABGABET  -  Boon. 

FAUM— I  shall  wait  impatiently  till  then.  [Jfxit 
Faust  ] 

MABGABET  [looking  after  7iim,] —Mother  was  right 
when  she  said  a  man  could  persuade  a  woman  to 
anything.  But  how  easy  it  is  to  be  persuaded  by 
such  a  man  as  Henry.  What  have  I  promised  him  ? 
— to  drug  my  mother,  to  admit  him  into  my  room  at 
night  !  I  broke  my  promise  to  my  mother  that  I 
would  not  ppeak  with  him  ;  shall  I  keep  my  promise 
to  him?  Duty  seemed  to  point  ytsterday  in  ona 
direction,  and  to  day  it  points  just  the  other  way. 
Which  shall  I  take?  My  judgment  hesitates;  but 
love  insists  upon  being  my  guide,  and  him  I  shall 
follow. 

SCENE  III— Door  of   Mrs.  HAKTZ'S    house.     MABGA 
BET  and  Miss  GREEN. 

Miss  GBEEN — Have  you  heard  about  your  cousin 
Barbara  ? 

M*RGAB*T— Not  a  word.     What'g  the  matter  ? 

MI?B  GHEEN_A  fearful  scandal.     She  has  run  off. 

MAKGABO — Impossible  ;  she  was  one  of  the  nicest 
girls  in  town. 

Miss  GBEEN— No  mistake  about  it.  I  met  a  man 
that  saw  her  in  Vienna. 

MABGARET — In  Vienna?     How  did  ehe  get  there? 

Mi;»8  GBEKN — John  Slack  t?ok  her  there. 

MARGVEET — Why  did  they  run  away  ?  8ho  was  en- 
gaped  to  marry  him,  and  her  mother  consented. 

Miss  GBEEN — He  did  not  mean  it.  He  took  her 
one  evening  t)  a  dance,  gave  her  some  strong  wine, 
carried  her  to  bis  room,  as  he  supposed,  and  when 
Borne  travellers  went  to  the  room  there  was  a  quarrel, 
and  all  the  hotel  people  found  the  two  loveis  there 
together.  He  told  her  that  he  would  marry  her  in 
Vienna,  started  with  her  next  morning,  and  left  her 
as  soon  as  he  got  there. 

MABGABET — Poor  thing. 

Miss  GBEEN -Well,  she's  your  cousin,  and  you 
may  pi'y  her,  but  I  don't.  She  was  mightily  stuck 
up  because  she  was  pretty  and  had  more  schooling 
than  the  refct  of  us.  She  was  always  as 
saucy  as  she  could  be,  and  she  used  to 
Bneer  at  the  girls  that  had  no  beaux,  snd 
there  is  nothing  that  hurts  more  than  that.  While 
our  mothers  made  ua  stay  at  home  in  the  evenings 
spinning,  she  was  off  alone  with  her  lover  ;  but  at 
last  she  got  alone  with  him  once  too  often. 

MARGARET— Ha  will  marry  her,  surely. 

Miss  GBEEN —After  she  has  been  disgraced?  He 
is  not  such  a  fool. 

MABGAJRET— She  has  no  disgrace  save  what  he  has 
brought  on  her. 


Miss  GREEN—That  was  her  lookout. 

MABGABET — You  think  he  is  a  mean  fellow. 

Miss  GBEEN— No  I  don't.  If  she  granted  him  too 
many  privileges  that  was  her  loss.  She  might  do 
with  some  other  man  just  what  she  did  with  him. 
Ha  is  rich  and  young  and  good  looking,  and  can  get 
a  wife  that  knows  how  to  take  care  of  herself. 

MABGABET— He  will  never  deserve  one  half  so 
good  as  she  is. 

Miss  GBEEN — After  she  was  engaged,  she  said  she 
would  not  marry  a  country  fellow.  Sfae  wanted  a 
city  gentleman,  or  none  at  all.  She  might  have 
known  better  than  trust  one  of  those  Vienna  chaps. 
They  think  that  a  country  girl  is  not  good  enough 
for  a  wife,  but  they  are  always  ready  to  fool  around 
with  one  for  *  few  weeks  while  they  are  out  rusti- 
cating. Barbara  has  learned  her  lesson  on  that 
point,  and  it  is  a  pity  that  she  did  not  get  it  sooner 
so  that  some  other  girls  might  have  had  the  benefit 
of  it  in  time  t  j  avoid  a  similar  mistake. 

[Exit  Miss  Green. 

MABGABET— Insut  Insult.  Something  of  this 
kind  every  day.  Can  it  be  possible  that  Henry  is  as 
base  as  John  Slack  ?  He  surely  might  have  saved 
me  from  the  disgrace,  into  which  1  have  fallen. 
How  do  I  know  that  he  has  asked  for  his  release  or 
that  he  would  marry  me  if  he  got  it  ?  But  no,  I 
can  not  doubt  him  ;  if  he  were  false  there  would  be 
no  truth  in  mankind.  Poor  Barbara.  How  I  could 
scold  once  if  a  girl  made  a  slip.  I  cfald  not  find 
words  bad  enough,  and  now  I  am  myself  guilty  and 
I  can  hardly  seo  the  sin.  O  Margaret,  you  are  much 
changed  since  the  time  when  a  few  mouths  ago,  you 
used  to  carry  Sowers  every  morning  to  the  ehrine  of 
the  Virgin  Mary  and  say  a  little  prayer,  half  child's 
play,  half  God  in  your  heart.  Poor  girl,  you  need 
pity  as  well  as  Barbara.  Your  cousin  ruined, 
yourself  the  subject  of  merciless  scandal  and  in 
danger  of  becoming  an  outcast,  and  all  within  a  few 
months.  Where  will  this  end?  Oh.  that  I  could 
again  have  the  quiet  that  I  enjoyed  before  tbe  arrival 
of  the  party  ftoin  Vienna  ;  I  would  willingly  sur- 
render my  love  and  all  its  pleasures  for  a  restora. 
tion  of  my  innocence  and  peace  of  mind.  If  I  were 
a  man  I  could  wipe  out  all  the  past  by  a  sincere 
penitence.  But  there  is  no  reward  for  the  repent- 
ance  of  a  woman.  And  still  the  world  curses  her 
because  she  does  not  reform  after  ehe  has  made  a 
misstep. 

SCENE  IV — Night.     On  the   Bridge   in    the   City. 
BABBABA  ;  afterward,  SLACK. 

BABBABA — There  is  nothing  left  bat  death.  I 
thought  that  the  c<ty  must  offer  me  a  Lome,  but 
when  I  looked  at  the  people  with  whom  I  wonld 
have  to  associate,  I  caw  new  horrors.  The  flight 
from  Tannwald  was  bad  enough,  but  the  welcome 
here  was  a  thousand  times  worse.  There  is  only 
one  escape.  Here  it  is  before  me  I 

I  feared  that  the  look  of  the  water  would  appal 
me.  but  it  does  not.  It  has,  rather,  a  fascination. 
I  bad  not  the  wisdom  to  live  successfully,  but  I  have 
at  least  the  courage  to  die.  It  will  soon  be  over. 
Life  has  been  a  failure,  but  it  shall  not  be  a  long 
torture.  My  mind  is  set  upon  that.  I  feel  no  sense 
Of  filtering. 

People  will  say  that  I  was  insane.  It  is  their 
privilege.  I  think  the  girl  that  would  live  the  only 
life  that  is  open  to  me  would-be  a  miserable  coward, 
a  tyrant  to  herself  and  a  discredit  to  her  sex. 

The  time  will  come  when  the  world  will  see  it  as 
I  do.  I  have  read  that  when  a  Hindoo  dies,  his 
body  is  burned  and  his  widow  must  jump  into  the 
flames  and  perish  with  him.  She  is  applauded 
when  she  cheerfully  makes  the  sacrifice  of  her 


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life  rather  than  live  in  the  hell  which 
the  bigots  have  prepared  for  those  who 
refuse  to  submit  to .  their  superstition.  We 
have  different  social  superstitions  but  they  are  just 
as  narrow  in  their  principles  and  as  cruel  in  their 
results. 

My  suicide  is  the  best  protest  I  can  make  against 
the  discord  between  human  nature  on  one  side,  and 
the  unjust  conventionalities  that  oppress  it  ou  the 
other, and  if  people  do  not  understand  the  motive  or 
reason  of  what  I  do  I  cannot  help  it. 

It  may  be  necessary  ti  save  society,  but  it  is  not 
necessary  to  throw  the  whole  responsibility  of 
saving  it  on  the  girls.  We  are  told  that  love  is  our 
only  career  in  life  ;  we  are  accustomed  from  early 
childhood  to  bear  affecton  and  its  incidents 
spoken  of  and  treated  by  older  women  as  the 
chitf  feature  of  their  existence  and  as  the  chief 
topic  of  interest ;  so  soon  as  we  are  out  of  our 
childhood,  we  are  fenced  off  against  the  men  and  at 
the  same  time  constantly  bpset  by  them  ;  we  are 
taught  to  make  it  our  main  business  to  dress  for 
them  and  to  adapt  our  conduct  to  their  tastes.  Life 
is  to  be  nothing  but  a  torture  for  us  unless  we  can 
please*  hem.  In  our  youth,  innocence,  inexperience 
and  helplessness,  we  are  pitted  against  their 
maturity,  their  wickedness,  their  wits  trained  in  the 
struggle  of  business,  their  eloquence  trained  in  tha 
schools  and  in  wide  social  intercourse.  They  come 
to  us  clothed  ifc  wealth  and  power  and  honor  and  all 
the  irresistible  influences  that  surround  ripe  and 
successful  manhood.  Yet  if  we,  with  all  our  art- 
lessness,  believe  a  word  too  much  or  yield  a  day  too 
soon,  all  the  blame  falls  upon  us  and  none  upon 
them  ;  and  the  punishment  instead  of  being  slight 
and  bearing  some  reasonable  proportion  to  the  of- 
fence, is  made  life-long  in  its  duration  and  almost 
infinite  in  its  severity.  Death  is  a  small  protest 
against  such  an  injustice. 

Why  this  fearful  discord  in  human  life  ?  Nature 
tells  us  that  woman  was  born  to  be  the  priettoss  of 
love.  These  rounded  outlines,  this  lull  bosom, 
this  white  and  tender  complexion,  these  soft 
muscles,  these  small  and  delicate  hands  are  not 
made  for  the  harsher  struggles  that  must  be  met  by 
the  broad  shoulders,  the  strong  arms  and  the  rugged 
form  of  the  man.  The  soul  of  the  woman,  like  her 
body,  demands  love  as  .he  first  condition  of  the  ful- 
filment of  her  destiny.  Her  sensitive  nerves  and 
her  timorous  disposition  demand  the  constant  sup- 
port of  man's  steady  courage.  Her  nrrt  impulse 
when  she  awakens  to  the  full  consciousness  of  her 
womanhood  is  to  adopt  an  ideal  of  a  hero  and  then 
confer  it  on  some  man,  whom  she  raises  into  her 
idol.  This  impulse  is  irresistible  even  when  she  is 
conscious  of  her  incapacity  to  comprehend  the 
secret  and  complicated  motives  that  govern  the  ac- 
tion of  the  man  and  of  her  inability  to  form  a  ju-t 
opinion  of  his  character.  Her  training  strengthens 
the  tendencies  of  nature.  She  is  reared  in  seclusion, 
taught  that  she  has  but  one  resource  and  one  des 
tiny,  and  that  all  her  happiness  is  co  come  to  her 
through  one  man,  upon  whom  she  is  to  be  de- 
pendent. 

Nature  fits  her  for  love  and  makes  love  the 
supreme  law  of  her  being  ;  society  attaches  incou- 
sitt  )nt  and  inharmonious  conditions,  which  are  often 
not  understood  rntil  tbey  have  been  violated. 
Nature  tells  us  that  love  is  tie  highest  of  all  eancti- 
fications,  and  in  our  unprotected  and  uninbtrncted 
youth,  hides  from  us  the  hard  laws  that  punish 
with  unrelenting  and  more  than  draconic  severity, 
offences  that,  judged  in  the  Court  of  reason  and 


mercy,  are,  at  the  wont,  bat  weaknesses  of  judg- 
ment and  sacrifices  of  self. 

And  because  I  am  a  woman  ;  because  I  have  loved 
in  obedience  ta  nature  ;  because  for  one  niomect  I 
forgot  those  social  laws,  so  hard  to  learn,  so  impos- 
sible to  comprehend,  so  hateful  to  those  who  have 
incurred  their  penalties,  and  yet  so  irresistible ; 
because  of  this,  I  am  threatened  with  all  the  punish- 
ment within  the  reach  of  the  social  Inquisition— 
the  scornful  look,  the  scandalous  lip.  daily  insult, 
perpetual  exclusion  from  all  respectable  company 
and  from  every  happy  association  an  infamy  that 
shall  blast  the  life  of  myself,  my  relatives,  my 
friends,  and  my  children.  All  the  cruel  results  of 
the  discord  between  nature  and  society  must  be 
borne  by  woman  and  by  woman  alone. 

For  the  man  there  is  no  penalty.  He  who  solicits, 
urges  and  controls  the  woman  ;  he  who  always 
insists  upon  exercising  authority  over  her  ;  be  who, 
by  his  relation  to  her,  is  usually  her  master  ;  he  to 
whom  she  must  entrust  her  happiness  ;  he  who  de- 
liberates and  foresees,  while  she  doas  not ;  he  who 
plots  to  abuse  the  confidence  which  be  encourages 
her  to  place  in  him  ;  he  who  could  repair  the 
damage,  in  which  he  is  equally  a  party  and  for 
which  he  is  mainly  responsible,  and  does  not ;  he 
who,  after  sending  one  woman  to  a  fata  fforse  than 
death,  instead  of  repenting,  boasts  of  his  success  and 
makes  it  his  ambition  and  his  business  to  treat 
others  in  the  same  way — for  him  there  is  no  punish- 
ment. My  dying  curse  upon  such  a  social 
organization,  and  upon  John  Slack,  who  represents 
it  [Enter  Slack.] 

SLACK  -Halloo  1  You  here?  [Barbara  turns  away.\ 

BLACK  [catchin/  her  dress] — Don't  pretend  you 
don't  know  me. 

BARBARA — Oh,  John  I  Is  that  you  ? 

SLACK — How's  business. 

BARBARA — What?    I  do  not  understand. 

SLACK — Don't  play  virtue  with  me.  Yonder  18 
a  man. 

BARBARA — Your  words  torture  me. 

SLACK — &re  you  not  here  to  find  a  friend? 

BARBARA — How  can  you  insult  me  so?  Is  it  not 
enough  that  yon  have  disgraced  me  ? 

SLACK — 1  have  shown  you  bow  to  have  a  much 
jollier  life  than  any  of  your  old  friends.  Tbey  live 
in  pitiful  huts,  with  no  company  but  half  a  dozen 
equalling  brats  and  a  stupid,  coarse  husband.  Its 
nothing  but  drudge  and  dirt.  I  have  given  you  the 
chance  to  live  in  the  city,  with  leisure  and  luxury, 
and  select  your  own  company. 

BARBARA — I  have  seen  what  you  call  luxury,  and 
I  have  come  here  to  die  in  preference.  I  have  left 
letters  telling  my  story  and  yourg.  and  when  tney 
take  my  body  from  the  river  to  morrow  they  will 
know  that  you  were  the  cause  of  my  death. 

SLACK — Do  you  suppose  anybody  will  believe  a 
woman  living  as  you  do  ? 

SABBAT — Aa  I  do  ?  You  think,  then,  that  I  have 
become  public;  but  I  have  been  spared.  Those 
wretched  women  have  pitied  and  protected  me. 
You  are  the  only  man  that  can  prove  my  dishonor, 
and  everybody  will  believe  the  woman  that  seals  her 
word  with  her.  blood.  I  have  written  out  a  full  and 
caief  il  account  of  your  villainy,  and  it  may  scare 
awa/  other  scoundrels  like  you  and  save  other  girls 
like  me.  My  disgrace  ends  now;  yours  shall  last  as 
lonu  as  you  are  too  cowardly  to  die. 

BLACK — You  cannot  frighten  me. 

BARBARA — I  do  not  want  to. 

SLACK — I  mean  that  you  cannot  deceive  me  with 
your  threats. 

BABBABA— You    deceive   yourself   if  you  think  I 


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have  not  written,  or  that  I  will  not  die  to.night. 

SLACK ,You  seem  to  be  in  a  fit  of  fury,  but  I  will, 

at  any  rate,  stop  the  dying  and  give  you  over  to  the 

police,  BO   that  you   can  repent   in   the    cdaboose. 

[Attempts  to  seize  her.  ] 

BARBABA  [springing  back  and  drawing  a  dagger ] — 
Must  it  be  murder  as  well  as  suicide? 

SLACK—  You  would  not  kill  me  ? 

BABBABA — Consider  yourself  lucky  that  you  are 
alive — that  is,  if  a  scoundrel  can  have  any  luck  in 
living.  I  bought  this  daggor  three  daya  ago,  intend- 
ing to  assassinate  you,  and  then  watched  two  days 
for  you  :  but  I  am  now  content  to  die  and  leave  yon 
with  the  brand  of  infamy  on  your  brow.  Wherever 
John  Slack  shows  himself,  there  the  ghost  of  Bar 
bara  Marks  will  be  seen  at  his  side  by  all  who  know 
my  story. 

SLACK— Give  me  the  dagger  ;  you  once  pretended 
to  love  me. 

BABBABA — The  pretence  wag  not  on  my  Hide.  If 
you  come  too  near,  yon  shall  have  the  dagger— to 
the  hilt.  You  have  deceived  me  for  the  last  time. 

SLACK  -I  had  no  idea  you  had  eo  much  character, 
and  I  made  a  mistake  in  not  marrying  you.  Drop 
this  nonsense,  and  I  will  keep  you  in  comfort. 

BABBABA — That  is  not  enough. 

SLACK — I  mean  that  I  will  marry  you. 

BARBABA — I  believe  i  that  promise  once  too  often. 

SLACK — I  will  keep  the  promise  now. 

BABBABA — What  security  have  I  ? 

SLACK — My  word  of  honor. 

BABBABA — Your  honor  ?  The  honor  of  a  man  who 
drugged  me  for  the  purpose  of  ruining  me,  and  who, 
after  having  had  time  to  think  of  the  wrong  he  had 
done  me,  took  me  to  the  city,  pretending  he  wanted 
to  marry  me  there,  and  deserted  me,  thus  cutting 
me  off  forever  from  respectable  society. 

SLACK — There  are  reasons  why  I  should  keep  the 
promise  now.  Before,  I  thought  you  were  a  dull 
girl  ;  I  see,  now,  that  yon  are  a  woman  that  a  man 
cannot  help  admiring.  Besides,  your  uncle  Fahren 
back  hag  been  to  me  to-day,  and  has  offered  me 
20,000  florins  if  I  would  marry  you.  He  wanted  me 
to  keep  this  a  secret,  but  I  suppose  I  may  as  well 
tell  you.  I  intended  to  come  to  you  to-morrow. 

BABBABA — T  pray  Heaven  that  no  other  girl  may 
have  her  wits  sharpened  and  her  courage  driven  to 
desperation  by  such  cruel  trials  as  mine.  Neither 
marriage,  nor  any  any  thing  else  that  you  could  offer, 
would  pay  me  for  living  with  you.  The  sight,  the 
mere  thought  of  you,  would  embitter  every  moment. 
Neither  would  iiO.OOO  florins  pay  you  for  marrying 
ma.  If  I  were  penned  up  with  you,  your  life  would 
not  be  safe  for  a  day. 

[  He  moves  toward  her  and  makes  a  motion  a?  if  to 
grasp  her  rigid  hand.  She  observes  him,  and  draws  back 
as  if  to  strike  ] 

SLACK — I  see  that  I  may  as  well  leave  you. 

BARBARA  [ca'ching  him  with  her  left  hand  and 
raising  the  dajgtr  ready  to  strike.] — No  !  You  stay 
here.  Down  on  your  knees  ;  quick  about  it.  Down  on 
your  othi  r  knee  ;  take  off  your  hat ;  put  your  hands 
together.  Hold  them  up  higher.  Now  repeat  : 
««  By  the  Sacred  Gross,  by  the  flesh  and  blood  of  the 
Savior,  by  the  Ho)y  Trinity,  I  swear  never  again  to 
plot  against,  never  again  to  deceive,  never  to  again 
abuse,  never  again  to  wrong,  never  again  to  betray  a 
woman."  [He  repeats,  clause  by  clause,  after  her.] 
Now  you  stay  there.  Do  not  move,  if  you  do  not 
want  to  feel  the  whole  length  of  this  steel.  If  you 
budge  I  will  be  upon  you  in  an  instant.  Mind,  you,  do 
not  call  for  any  one  to  rescue  me.  It  would  be  of 
no  use,  my  drees  is  loaded  with  lead  and  there  is  no 
boatman  near.  If  I  were  saved  I  would  kill  yon. 


You  shall  be  the  witness  as  well  as  the  cause  of  my 
death.  Now  hold  steady  while  I  step  on  your 
shoulder.  [She  mounts  the  parapet  of  the  bridge  and 
springs  into  ike  river.  He  rises  and  looks  over  the  para- 
pet.] 

SLACK-  She  floats,  she  looks  at  me  as  if  she  were 
curbing  me,  sho  holds  up  her  dagger,  she  sinks,  she  ii 
gone.  Perhaps  she  will  rise  again,  no  she  does  not. 
It  is  all  over.  I  made  a  great  mistake  when  I  selected 
her  for  a  victim.  Who  would  have  thought  that 
such  a  mild  and  quiet  girl  as  she  was  when  I  first 
knaw  her  would  turn  int  >  such  a  fury  ?  Well,  I  shall 
never  see  her  again.  That's  one  satisfaction.  [He 
looks  up  and  sees  her  spiri',  in  the  clouds  dressed  in  white 
cut-ting  him,  he  falls  on  hit  knses  ]  Mercy  Barbara, 
have  mercy. 

Act    IV. 

HCENE  I—The  street.  ALBERT,  atterward  FAUST- 
ALBERT— Yonder  comes  our  Faust.  I  wonder 
whether  his  love  has  not  cooled  off  by  this  time* 
I  staid  away  long  enough  to  let  his  fever  eibansc 
itself.  I  hope  he  will  not  be  delighted  at  having 
a  refusal.  A.  Cardinal's  hat  would  not  displease  him 
Kfter  all.  May  be  I  shall  be  rewarded  for  bribing 
the  Secretary  of  the  Council  to  write  a  refusal. 
Here  he  comes.  [Enter  Faust.  He  takes  both  of  Al- 
berts hands.  ] 

FAUST --Welcome  back  to  Tannwald.  You  have  a 
favorable  answer  for  me,  of  course  ?  [  Albert  takes  out 
a  paper  and  gives  it  to  Faust  ] 

ALBERT — ruat  is  the  Secretary's  letter. 

FAU*T  [while  opening  the  letter]  -  You  staid  much 
longer  thau  you  promised.  (  He  reads  and  then  saysj 
But  what  is  this?  Accursed  luck  I  The  Council  re- 
fuse. Such  athin^  is  unheard  of.  [  Walking  up  and 
down.]  Good  Heavens  !  What  is  to  be  dune?  I  wi  1 
never  desert  Margaret.  I  must  go  to  see  the  Em- 
peror in  p  raon  ;  he  will  not  deny  me.  Albert,  I 
h»ve  done  you  some  favors,  and  will  do  more  for 
you,  if  you  will  do  one  for  me. 

ALBKBT-  -  Certainly.     What  is  it  ? 

FAUST — I  have  heard  that  you  are  engaged  to  Mrs. 
Swerlin  ? 

ALBEBT — It's  true 

FAUeT— -Then  I  wish  that  you  would  marry  h  r 
soon.  I  know  this  is  asking  much  of  you,  but  I  am 
indebted  to  her  for  the  opportunities  of  meeting 
Margaret,  and  if  I  am  to  keep  on  going  there,  it 
would  look  bttter  for  both  women  that  Mrs.  Swer- 
lln  should  b  *  married.  Beside,  I  would  prefer 
when  I  go  away  from  here  to  know  that  Margaret 
will  be  under  eome  better  protection  than  that  of  a 
woman.  You  shall  lose  nothing  by  it.  Let  the 
wedding  come  off  us  soon  as  possible.  Margaret 
has  a  brother  and  several  cousins  in  the  Army  and 
I  do  not  know  how  they  might  treat  her  in  my  ab 
sence,  if  she  had  no  man  to  defend  her.  When  you 
are  her  cousin  you  can  tak->  her  part,  and  when  I 
become  your  cousin  by  marriage  I  will  bs  a  better 
friend  to  you  than  ever  before.  I  shall  give  some 
money  to  Mrs.  Swerlin  and  tell  her  what  I  have  told 
you 

ALBE»T— Agreed. 

8C£NE  II— MU8  BEHB  g  Honsr — LINA  with  a  Broom. 
Afterward,  HELFENSTEIN  and  Miss  BKHB  knock 
at  tie  Door. 
LINA  [  answering  I — Come  in. 

HELFENSTEIN  [entering  j  -Is  Miss  Behr  at  home? 

LIMA— No,  sir;  but  sue  will  be  here  soon.  Will 
you  Bit  down  and  wait  for  her  ? 

HELFJBNSTEIN     If  you  will  entertain  me. 

LISA  [decidedly]  -No  sir. 

[He  chucks  her  under  the  chin.] 


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LINA  [glaring  at  him] — If  yon  can't  behave  yon 
must  go.  My  mistress  may  not  be  here  for  a  long 
time. 

HELFENSTEIN— You  look  pretty  when  you  scowl. 
LINA — You  would  look  much  better  if  you   would 
act  like  a  gentleman. 

HELFENSTEIN  — Do  you  want  a  gentleman  to  be 
afraid  of  a  pretty  girl  ? 

LINA  — He  can  avoid  insulting  her  without  being 
bashful. 

HELFENJTEIN  —  You  are  as  witty  as  you  are  pretty. 
I  did  not  mean  to  offend  you.  You  will  let  me  stay, 
will  yon  not? 

LINA — I  suppose  I  have   no   right   to  order   away 
visitors  who  come  to  see  my  mistress. 
HELFSNBTEIN — Is  Miss  Behr  good  to  you  ? 
LIHA— She  is  very  strict. 

HELFENSTEIN — Would  yon  not  like  to  live  in  a  cas- 
tle at  Vienna  ? 

LINA  [aside]_Thi8  is  a  rogue  ;  I  will  see  what  he 
means.  [  To  Helfenstein]  Ever  so  muo  h  ;  but  I  am 
poor  and  could  not  get  another  place  if  went  away 
from  here  without  a  recommendation. 

HELFENSTEiN—I  am  a  fortune-teller  ;  let  me  see 
your  hand.  [She  holds  out  her  hand.  Miss  Behr  peeps 
in  at  the  window.] 

HELFENSIEIN  [taking  it] — Yes,  here  are  the  lines 
of  fortune  and  fashion.  You  will  spend  much  of 
yonr  life  at  the  Court. 

LINA — Will  that  conoe  true? 

flELFENSTEiN  —  Just  as  certain  as  that  men  admire 
a  bright  face  and  enjoy  ready  wit.  Here  is  a  line 
that  says  you  will  marry  a  man  with  a  big  blonde 
moustache. 

Miss  BEHR   [aside]  —Giving  away  my  property. 
LINA  [looking  at  him] — You  have  a   blonde   mous- 
tache. 

HELFENSTEIN    |  stroking    his    mouttazbe]  -Do    you 
think  it  is  ugly? 
LINA — No,  sir. 

HELFEN&TEIN— Would  you  be  satisfied  to  have 
such  a  one  near  yon  occasionally  ? 

Miss  BEHB  |  a >id«]-  Where's  the  woman  that 
would  not? 

LISA— Yes,  if  its  owner  bad  a  right  to  be  there. 
HELFENSTEIN—  And  then   you  could   be   kind   to 
him? 

Miss  BEHB  [aside]— I'll  be  kind  to  both  of  you. 
LINA — It  is  ,not  in  my  heart  to  be  cruel   to  any 
man. 

HELFENSTEIN — Let  us  see.     |  Catches  her  and  at- 
tempts to  kiss  her.  ] 
LINA  [resisting]  -Let  me  go. 

HELFENSTEIN  [kissing  her]  -You  will  not  drive  me 
out  now.  [  J/ijs  Behr  shaking  her  fin  at  them.] 

LINA —No,  but  don't  you  think  you  deserve  to  be 
driven  out? 

HELFENSTEIN — What  would  become  of  the  man  in 
cold  weather  ? 

Miss  BEHB  [aside]  —Let  'em  freeze. 
LINA— Poor  fellows  1  we  must  take  pity  on   them. 
HELFBNSTEIN  -I  am  engaged  to  marry  your  mis- 
tress, but  I  would  rather  take  the  maid. 
Miss  BEHB  [cuide] — Ob  I  you  wretch. 
LISA— Miss  Behr  thinks  she   is   good   enough  for 
anybody. 

HELFENfcTEiN— Do  you  think  so,  too? 
LINA — I  Don't  always  tell  my  thoughts. 
Mies  BEHB  [atide] — Told  too  many  already. 
HELFENSTEIN — Is  your  mistress  rich? 
LINA  —Yea  ;  she  has  more  money  than  any   other 
woman  in  Tannwald. 

HELFENSTEIN — H!OW  sad  for  rich  people,  that  affec- 
tion will  not  always  follow  money. 


Miss  BEHB  [atide]— Now  he  talks  just  like  a 
ber. 

LINA — It  would  be  unfair  to  let  them  have  all  the 
money  and  ail  the  affection,  too.  There  would  be 
notaing  left  for  other  people. 

Miss  BEHB  [aside]  .  Hue  is  as  bad  as  he  is. 
HELFENSTEIN — I  am  afraid  that  if  you  are  about 
the  house,  after  I  am   married,  I  can  never  kiss  her 
without  thinking  of  you. 

LINA— Oh  !  you  naughty  man. 

HELFENSTEIN— You  know  as  well  as  I  do  that  you 
are  pretty. 

LINA— I  think  I  am  passable. 

HELFENSTEIN — You  do  not  need  to  be  told  that  a 
man  naturally  prefers  a  young,  lively  an4  pretty 
girl  to  an  old,  ugly  and  nonsensical  woman. 

Mis*  BEHB  [atide] — That's  me. 

LINA — I  am  afraid  that  is  so  even  when  he  is 
married  to  the  old  woman. 

Miss  BEHB  [  aside J — Girls  now  have  no  moral 
principles. 

HELFENSTEIN — Mr-re  thea  than  ever  ;  and  you 
would  not  be  astonished  at  me  if  I  did  love  you  a 
little  after  being  married  to  your  mistress? 

Miss  BEHB  [aside] Was  there   ever   a   man  that 

could  be  trusted  ? 

LINA — I  have  been  told  that  a  young  husband 
with  an  oid  wife  always  makes  love  to  other  women. 

HELFENSTEIN — Ind  you  will  permit  ma  to  love 
you  ? 

LINA — Perhaps. 

Miss  BEHB  [asile] — Why  don't  she  say  «<yes"  while 
she  is  about  it. 

HELFENsisiN— The  more  I  look  at  you,  the  prattler 
you  appear. 

LINA  —All  the  men  know  how  to  flatter. 

HELFEN.-TEIS — Such  a  face  as  yours  is  a  provoca- 
tion tj  praise.  The  truth  itself  may  sound  like 
flattery. 

Miss  BEHB  [a:ide] — The  women  are  all  fools. 

LINA — The  girls  like  it  whether  it  is    trua   or  not, 

HELFENSTEIN — \nd  it  is  true  that  you  are  pretty, 
whether  you  like  to  haar  ic  or  nou.  Since  you  per- 
mit  it,  I  am  going  to  make  lova  to  you. 

LINA_  And  will  you  swear  never  to  desert  me? 

HELFENSTEiN—By  my  salvation  ;  [Ue  sits  down 
pulls  her  en  hi i  kme  cmdki<ses  her,]  aud  you  comd 
love  me  after  I  marry  your  mistrets? 

LINA — Tiiat  nefd  not  ttmd  in  the  way. 

Miss  BEHR  [aside] — Oh  !  iury  ! 

HELFENSTEIN— 1  ben  I'll  tell  you  what  we  will  do  ; 
as  soon  as  I  can  get  hold  of  her  money  we  will  go  off 
to  Vienna  and  have  a  good  time. 

J/iss  Behr  goes  to  the  dorr,  steps  in  scft'.y,  locks  it, 
comf.s  forward,  and,  catching  the  broom,  tays:  That 
may  be  a  long  time.  Oh,  you  perndous  wretch, 
[shaking  the  broom  at  HeJftnstfii.]  and  oh,  you  nasty 
minx,  [shaliing  the  broom  at  Li>>a  J  do  you  take  up 
With  a  vagabond  of  a  man  at  the  urtt  minute  ? 

HELFENSTEIN — ^he's  not  any  slower  than  her  mis- 
tress. 

Mi -a  BEHB — Out  of  my  house,  both  of  yon.  [She 
rushes  a1,  HelfensUin  wi  h  the  broom.  ] 

HELFENSTEIN  [trying  to  get  out  of  the  front  door] — 
D — n  it,  its  locked. 

LINA  [on  htr  knees]—  Oh  pardon,  mistress,  pardon  ; 
I  did  it  to  expose  hid  villiany. 

Miss  BEHB  -I'll  pardon  you  as  eoon  as  I  kill  this 
villain  of  a  barber.  You  have  exposed  yourself. 

HELVEN.-TEIN— That's  not  the  way  you  talked  to 
me  at  the  ball. 

MI-B  BEHB— Oh,  you  scamp,  to  remind  me  of  that 
dream  of  happiness.  And  you  are  the  master  that 
was  going  to  teach  me  to  conjugate  the  verb  amo. 


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HELFENSTKIN And  yon  are  the  lady  that  had  for- 
gotten the  rale  for  forming  the  third  person  plural 
of  tue  compound  pluperfect  tense  ? 

Miss  BEER — Do  you  mock  my  misery  ?  Oh,  that 
I  oould  punish  you  as  you  deserve. 

LINA  [jumps  up.  run?  into  the  other  room  and  comes 
back  witk  a  red  hot  poker  \  —Let's  give  him  a  lesson. 
I  put  this  in  the  fire  for  another  purpose,  but  it 
will  come  into  play  now.  You  will  insalt  my  mis- 
tress, will  you  ?  You  come  here  to  abuse  the  confi- 
dence of  every  woman  in  the  village,  did  you?  I 
was  only  pretending  to  like  you,  to  see  what  your 
intentions  were.  [ After  every  sentence  she  gives  him  a 
punah  with  the  poker,  at  which  he  winces  ]  Will  you 
ever  pretend  to  be  a  gentleman  again  ? 

HELFENSTEIN  — Never. 

LIMA— Never  come  to  Tannwald  again  ?  [Punching 
him.] 

HELFENSTEIN  —Never. 

LISA— Ever  say  a  word  to  the  discredit  of  Miss 
Behr  ? 

HELFENSTEIS  —Never. 

LISA -Now,  get  out  through  that  window  as  fast 
as  you  know  how.  [Paneling  him.  Hi  jumps  out, 
the  punching  him  as  he  goes.  J 

$$Mies  BK.UB — You  are  a  good  girl.  Yon  shall  al- 
ways live  with  me,  and  be  my  heir.  Well,  it's  all 
over.  I  will  not  marry  a  barber.  Oh,  what  a  hor- 
rid set  the  men  are.  I'll  never  look  at  am  t  ier. 
[She sinks  ii  a  swoon.] 

HELFENSTEIN  [looking  in  at  the  wind)w\  —The  old 
fool  has  fainted  because  she  has  lose  her  last  chance 
for  a  husband. 

LINA — Leave  Tannwald  to-day.  To-morrow  ev- 
erybody in  town  will  know  the  story  of  the  amor.ua 
barber  and  the  hot  poker. 

HELFENSTEIN — D_n  the  girl,  she  has  got  the  best 
of  one  man. 

SCENES  III — Mrs.  PBINZ'S  house.  Mrs.  PBINZ,  Mrs. 
bWEBLiN.  Afterward  Misses  BEHR  and  GREEN, 
and  Mr.  ALBERT. 

MBS  PBINZ-.I  have  discovered  a  secret.  Mr.  Al- 
bert  is  having  a  wedding-ring  made  at  the  watch- 
maker's shop. 

MSB.  SWEBLIN — \re  you  certain  ? 

MBS  PBINZ— Yes  ;  no  mistake.  I  overheard  him 
speaking  to  the  watchmaker  about  it.  You  may  as 
well  own  up. 

MBS.  SWERLIN — Will  you  promise  never  to  tell  ? 

MBS.  PBINZ— I  will  never  breathe  a  syllable. 

MBS.  tWEBUN— Upon  your  word? 

Mas.  PBINZ— Upon  my  honor. 

Mas.  SWEBLIN— Then  I  will  tell  you  ;  that  ring  is 
for  me. 

MBS.  PBINZ — When  are  you  to  be  married  ? 

MBS.  SWEBLIN  -Thursday  of  next  week.  You 
shall  have  an  invitation  to  the  wedding.  I  know  the 
BOU!  of  my  poor  dear  Anthony  would  be  unhappy  in 
Heaven,  if  he  knew  I  was  living  a  lonely  life,  with 
nobody  to  care  for  me.  Good-bye  ;  I  see  Mr.  Albert 
yonder. 

MBS.  PBINZ— I  congratulate  you  ;  Mr.  Albert  is 
such  a  nice  man.  Good-bye.  [Exit  Mrs.  Swerlin  ] 

MBS.  PBINZ — Plague  take  her  !  all  the  widows  are 
getting  married  save  me,  and  I  am  just  as  young 
and  good  looking  as  any  of  tbem.  It  won't  do  for 
me  to  be  left  alone.  I  must  break  up  this  match. 
There  are  enough  old  stories  about  her  to  rake  up. 
Her  poor,  dear  Anthony  1  it  is  only  for  hia  sake 
that  she  is  going  to  get  married.  She  might  know 
that  people  would  only  laugh  at  such  nonsense. 
[Enter  Mines  Behr  and  Green.] 

MBS.  PBINZ —Do  you  know  that  Mr.  Albert  is  go- 
ing to  marry  Mrg.  Swerlin  ? 


Miss  BEHB— He  cannot  be  suoh  a  fool. 

MBS.  PBINZ— She  told  me  so  herself. 

Miss  GBEEN— If  all  the  stories  are  true,  they 
ought  to  have  been  married  long  ago. 

Miss  BEHB— He  might  have  done  better. 

MBJ.  PBISZ— Uould  lie  have  done  worse? 

Miss  GREEN  She  has  been  a  grass  widow  eight 
years,  and  she  has  flirted  with  all  the  fast  men 
about  town. 

Miss  BEHR— And  when  they  would  not  run  after 
her  she  would  rua  after  them. 

MRS.  PBINZ  —She  spends  more  money  than  she 
earns  with  her  naedle,  and  that  is  ail  she  has  to 
live  on. 

Miss  BEHB— Sae  has  been  flash  ever  since  the 
Vienna  party  has  been  here  Those  bachelors  make 
the  cash  fly 

Miss  GREEN — They  say  she  drinks. 

Mjsa  BEH« — Everybody  knows  that  she  is  a  terri- 
rible  scold.  That's  what  drove  her  nrdt  husbmd  to 
hia  ruin. 

MBS  FRINZ—  She  will  spend  her  last  cent  for  a 
brighc  ribbon. 

Miss  GREEN— And  she  will  not  be  particular  where 
she  gels  it. 

Miss  BESR  .  She  is  not  a  day  under  forty. 

MBS.  i  IUNZ  _ But,  then,  I  suppose  that  she  is  just 
as  good  as  he  is. 

Miss  GBEES— If  he  could  have  got  a  wife  where 
he  w*s  known,  he  would  never  marry  her. 

Miss  BEHB— He  has  nothing  but  the  coat  on  his 
back.  [ bnter  Albert  ] 

MBS.  PBINZ  —I  congratulate  you  on  your  approach- 
ing marriage. 

ALBEBT — Mrs.  Swerlin  told  me  that  she  let  you 
know  it  uudvr  strict  promise  of  stcresy. 

MBS.  FBISZ  -The  news  made  me  so  happy  thai  I 
could  not  keep  it  to  myself.  TneSd  ladies  are  your 
best  friends,  and  I  know  you  would  tell  them.  I 
made  them  promise  wecresy. 

Miss  BEBR  [aside]  -How  she  lies  ! 

ALBEBT,  [astde\~ Fine  secresy  ;  two  old  maids  and 
a  widow  1 

Miss  GREEN — I  felicitate  you  on  getting  such  a 
charming  wife.  She  has  not  an  enemy  in  town. 

ALBEBT — Thank  you.  I  am  glad  tj  hear  you  speak 
so  kiudiy  of  her.  [Exit  Albert.] 

Miss  BEHB  [to  Mrs.  Kline.] — The  news  made 
you  so  happy  !  i'hai'a  good.  You  wouldn't  have 
liked  to  get  him  yourself  ?  O,  No  !  [Lavg'is  ] 

Miss  GBEEN — \ltjr  talking  as  you  did  behind  her 
back,  I  would  not  pretend  to  be  such  a  friend  of 
hers. 

MBS.  PBINZ  -You  were  both  of  you  worse  than  I 
was.  You  thought  you  might  get  him  away  from 
her  yet.  If  I  was  a  dried  up,  old  maid,  I  would  not 
make  su  -h  a  foal  of  msnelf. 

Mi»s  GBEEN — You  are  just  as  bad  as  I  am.  You 
are  as  flat  as  a  board.  Mi*s  Shanks,  your  dress- 
maker, told  me  abjut  every  pad  there  is  on  your 
bones.  You  needn't  pat  ou  any  of  your  airs  with 
me.  If  jou  do,  I  will  let  out  something  that  you 
would  not  like  other  people  to  hear,  about  Mr. 
Marks. 

MBS.  PBINZ — Well,  there,  my  dear  ;  we  have  quar- 
relled enough.  Let's  be  friends  again. 

Miss  GBEEN — No,  tha&k  you  ;  I  knew  I  could  shut 
you  up.  By-bye  ;  I  hope  you  will  be  in  a  better 
humor  when  we  meet  the  next  time.  [Miss  Green 
and  Miss  Behr  ftaun!  out,  after  making  very  low  bows.] 
SCENE  IV  — Mrs.  HABTZ'S  house.  Evening — 
candle  li«ht.  Mrs.  HABXZ  and  MARGABET. 

MBS.  HABTZ — Margaret,  you  have  been  crying. 

MARGARET — I  am  unhappy. 


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MBS.  HABTZ — You  have  been  sickly  of  late,  and 
before  you  were  so  healthy. 

MABGABET  — I  shall  never  be  so  strong  as  I  was. 

Mre.  BABTZ—  You  will  Boon  get  over  that  notion. 
People  do  not  die  of  disappointment  at  your  age. 
When  you  get  to  be  as  old  as  I  am  you  will  have 
worries  and  trials  of  which  you  have  no  idea  now. 

MABGABET—I  hope  I  will  never  have  any  worse 
than  those  that  I  have  now. 

Mrs.  HABTZ  —Girlish  nonsense.  Give  me  a  glass 
of  beer  ? 

MARGARET  \povring  out  a  glass  ofbeerjrom  a  pitcher 
atthe  cupboard  and  aiding  something  from  a  vial — aside  ] 
—  Oh  !  what  a  mistake  1  I've  put  in  ten  times  too 
much.  I  must  hide  this  glass.  [Putting  it  in  a  cor- 
ner. Aloud\ — Mother,  I  must  go  to  the  cellar  for 
some  bet  r  f  She  leaves  the  room.  ] 

Mrs.  BARTZ — There  was  some  beer  here  before 
•upper,  and  I  know  she  did  not  drink  it.  [Going  to 
the  cupboard  and  hunting  round.  ]  Yes,  nere  it  is. 
[  Finds  theg'.ass  t'naMargaret  has  hidden,  and  drinks  it.  ] 
Poor  girl  !  she  grieves  about  that  man.  When  Val- 
entire  gets  home,  we  must  see  more  company. 

MARGARET  [ returning .  pours  out  a  gla*s  at  the  cup- 
board, puts  in  a  few  drops  Jrom  the  vial] — This  is 
cool. 

Mrs.  HABTZ  [taking  a  sip] — I  am  thirsty  this  even- 
ing. Valentine  wni  be  here  within  a  few  weekc  ; 
what  shall  we  do  to  make  it  pleasant  for  him  ? 

MARGARET — Borne  of  his  fellow  soldiers  will  have 
to  come  Lonue  with  him,  and  I  suppose  he  will  want 
to  spend  bin  time  with  them. 

MBS  HABTZ — You  wanted  him  with  you  all 
through  hitt  lant  furlough. 

MABGARET — Yes,  and  he  complained  that  I 
bothered  liiru. 

MRS  HABIZ_YOU  know  that  he  was  only  joking. 
He  was  proud  to  be  bothered  by  you. 

MARGARET — I  do  not  feel  as  if  I  wanted  to  run 
about  with  him  as  1  did  last  year. 

MB5.  H  BTZ—  You  are  much  changed.  I  feel  sick 
and  1  am  very  drowsy. 

MABGARET — Why  do  you  not  drink  your  beer  ? 

MRS  HAHTZ  I  thought  I  could  drink  a  second 
glaan,  but  I  do  not  like  the  taste  of  the  beer  this 
evenir  g. 

MAHGABET — The  second  glass  I  You  have  hardly 
tasted  tbe  first  glass  to-day. 

MB*.  HABTZ  -I  bad  a  glass  before  this  one. 

MABGABET — You  must  have  forgct:en  ;  this  is  all 
you  have  bad. 

MBS.  HARIZ — No  there  was  a  glass  in  the  cupboird 
that  yen  overlooked  ;  I  drank  that. 

MARGARET  [ooing  to  the  cupboard,  finding  the 
empty  glass  ana  holding  it  wj>]_ You  did  not  drink 
what  was  in  this  gins.*. 

MBS.  HARTZ  —Certainly,  wby  not? 

MARGARET — Good  Heavens,  mother,  there  was 
poison  in  it. 

MBS.  HARTZ —Poison  ?     How?    Why? 

MABGABET — Pardon,  mother,  oh  pardon  me,  \ fall- 
ing on  h(r  knees]  I  meant  to  pour  a  few  drops  in 
your  beer  to  make  you  Bleep,  and  poured  out  too 
much  by  mistake.  I  hope  it  will  not  hurt  yon. 

MBS  HABTZ  Not  hart  me.  I  feel  it  already  ;  I  am 
very  sick. 

MABGABET — Perhaps  there  was  not  enough  to  hurt 
you  Do  you  know  any  remedy  ? 

MRS.  HABTZ— Is  that  what  has  made  me  so  drowsy 
of  late  and  sleep  so  long?  Have  yon  given  it  to 
me  btfor»-  ? 

MABGABET  f  wringing  her  hands] — YeB,  yes. 

MRS.  HABTZ  -Bring  me  some  salt  and  water 
quick.  Perhaps  that  will  help  me.  [Margaret  ritei 


and  brings  them.     Airs.  Harte  mixes  them  and 

MBS.   HABTZ — How  ^dizay   I   am.     Why   did 
want  me  to  sleep  ? 

MABGABET  -  Henry  comes  to  see  me  at  night. 

MRS.  HARTZ  —Gomes  to  see  you  at  night  ?  In  this 
house  ?  O,  yon  abandoned  girl !  If  I  were,  not  so  sick 
I  would  drive  you  into  the  street  at  once.  Is  that 
the  reward  for  all  my  trouble  with  you?  You  dis- 
grace yourself  and  me,  too.  You  poison  me  to  get  a 
chance  to  ruin  yourself.  Do  you  suppose  I  would 
keep  such  a  girl  in  my  house  ?  How  long  has  this 
been  going  on  ?  [  Looks  at  her.]  And  that  is  the  ex. 
plan.'-.tion  of  your  sickness  ?  I  have  been  blind. 

MARGARET — O  !  mother  dear,  spare  me.  [She 
cries.] 

MBS.  HABTZ -Spate  you?  Why  did  you  not  spare 
me  ?  What  will  become  of  your  brother  ?  This  is  tha 
destruction  of  an  old  and  honorable  family.  I  be- 
lieved you  when  you  promised  you  would  not  speak 
to  him  again. 

MARGARET-  I  believed  myself,  but  I  met  him  as  I 
was  coming  from  church,  and  my  firm  resolution 
gave  way  before  his  pleading. 

MRS.  HABTZ  - 1  would  rather  have  the  vilest  beg. 
gar  woman  of  the  street  in  my  house.  People  would 
not  blame  me  for  her  misconluct,  but  they  will  for 
yours.  Where  did  you  get  the  poison  ? 

MABGABET    He  gave  it  to  me. 

MRS.  HARTZ — 0,  the  scoundrel  I  If  I  die,  he  is 
your  accomplice  in  this  murder.  A  nice  pair  of 
you  1 

MABGABET—I  have  had  enough  of  this  miserable 
life.  There  is  more  here  than  you  drank  ;  let  me 
die  with  you.  [  Gets  the  vial,  uncorks  it,  raises  it  to  her 
lips,  but  Mrs.  Hartz,  rising,  quickly  gratps  it,  dashes  it 
down  on  the  floor,  and  sinks  back  in  her  chair.] 

MRS.  HARTZ  -How  sick  I  am  ;  I  mn  dying. 

MABGARET  .  Let  me  run  for  the  doctor  ? 

MBS.  HABTZ — No,  it's  too  far.  I  should  be  gone 
before  you  could  return.  The  least  you  can  do  now 
is  to  stay  with  me.  It  will  all  be  over  in  a  few 
minutes. 

MARGARET — What  shall  I  do  without  you? 

MBS.  HARTZ — You  do  not  want  me.  After  I  am 
dead  you  need  not  poison  anybody  else,  unless  it  is 
your  brother  Valentine.  He  will  soon  be  home 
from  tbe  war,  and  then  he  will  be  in  your  way. 
Get  rid  of  him,  and  you  and  Martha  can  be  as 
wicked  as  you  please. 

MARGARET -You  know  I  did  not  mean  to  harm 
you,  mother  ;  I  always  loved  you. 

MRS.  HARTZ —Yes;  you  loved  me  till  you  met  that 
villain  Faust.  O,  the  agony  !  Go  for  the  doctor, 
quick.  Give  me  gome  water.  Anything  to 
cool  this  burning.  [Margvd  gives  h(r  some 
wattr.  She  tries  to  drink  but  cannot,  and  spits  it  out.] 
1  cannot  drink,  Qoen  the  window  ;  let  me  have 
some  fresh  air.  [Margaret  opens  the  window  ]  Call 
Father  Boyer  to  give  me  the  latt  unction.  No;  it's 
too  late.  You  send  me  off  with  all  my  sins  upon  my 
head.  O,  what  pain  !  \A  knock  is  h'.ard  at  the  door.] 

MABGABET  [aside] — 'iood  heavens  I  it  is  Henry 
What  shall  I  do  ?  [  The  knock  is  repeated.] 

MBS.  HARTZ — Who's  tber^?  [ Ma*gartt  opens  the 
door.  Alargartt  hesila'es  Faust  looks  in ;  sees  Mrs. 
tiaviz.  and  draws  back.]  Gome  in. 

FAUST— I  have  long  wanted  your  consent  to  marry 
your  daughter. 

MBS.  HAUXZ— This  is  not  tbe  happiest  occasion  to 
ask  it. 

FAUST— It  is  my  first  opportunity.  I  begged  Mar- 
garet months  ago  to  let  me  call  on  yon,  and  she  told 
me  you  had  strictly  forbidden  me  to  enter  your 
house. 


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Mas.  HABTZ— And  my  daughter's  conduct  proves 
how  you  have  complied  with  my  wishes. 

FAUST— I  hope  t  iut  the  blessing  of  the  Priest  will 
BOOII  cure  all  our  troubles. 

MR*.  bABiz  — After  you  have  murdered  me. 

FAU*T  —I  ao  not  understand. 

Mm.  HABTZ— I  am  dying.  She  has  given  me  an 
overdose  of  your  prescription.  [Faust  looks  at  Mar. 
garet  J 

MAKGABET It  is  true.     By  mistake  I   poured    out 

half  the  bottle  into  a  glass  of  beer  ami  while  I  was 
out  of  the  room  she  drank  It.  I  wanted  to  go  for 
the  doctor  and  she  would  not  let  me.  Have  you  any 
remedy  ?  Something  should  be  done  quickly. 

FAUST Let  me  have  some  salt  and  water. 

MBS.  HAKIZ-  Too  late.  I  have  tried  it.  There  is 
no  help.  I  can  not  swallow  anything.  The  worst 
of  the  pain  is  over.  I  feel  the  approach  of  death. 
My  limbs  are  already  benumbed  ;  the  final  chill  will 
soon  strike  my  heart.  The  assignation  is  net  BO 
happy  as  you  expected.  The  stolen  pleasures  this 
time  are  bitter;  you  have  come  just  in  time  to  wit- 
ness  the  result  of  your  wicked  plotting  ;  but  perhaps 
I  should  not  con/plaiu,  since  life  would  have  been 
nothing  but  mistry  for  me  after  the  ruin  of  my 
daughter. 

FAU«T-  I  will  marry  Margaret.  8ne  is  not  ruined. 
I  meant  no  harm. 

MBS.  HABIZ  -If  you  had,  you  could  scarcely  have 
done  more.  Do  not  try  to  cheat  your  own  con- 
science. Whoever  violates  the  law  under  pretencb 
of  innocent  motive  is  guilty  of  all  the  suffering  that 
follows  his  act.  You  used  the  means  aud  you  are 
responsible  for  the  end.  Before  ttod,  I  accuse  you 
of  murder. 

FAUST — Good  Lord,  madam,  have  some  considera- 
tion for  the  future  of  your  daughter.  Pardon  us  our 
mistakes  of  judgment,  and  give  us  your  blessing, 

MBS.  HABTZ— Kneel  aown  before  me.  Join  your 
hands.  [They do  to.] 

MBS.  HABTZ —Margaret,  I  reared  you  with  all  ihe 
care  and  love  that  a  mother  coutd  give  to  a 
daughter.  You  had  at  home  every  kindness  and 
comfort  within  reach  of  my  means  and  your  station 
in  life.  Yon  came  from  a  respectable  family,  bad 
well-behaved  companions  and  good  religious  train- 
ing. Notwithstanding  all  that,  you  gave  yourself  up 
almost  at  the  first  sight,  to  a  strange  villain. 

MABGABET— O,  mother  ! 

MBS   HABTZ And  you,  Professor  Faust,  a  learned 

and  famous  man,  accustomed  t>  Court  lifa,  familiar 
with  the  arts  of  fashionable  society  aud  with  the 
weaknesses  of  woman's  nature  -regarding  success  in 
deceiving  her  as  a  source  of  pleasure,  and  finding 
in  my  confiding  Margaret  a  victim  over  whom  you 
could  triumph — have  now  reached  the  culmination 
of  your  ambition  in  Tannwald.  She  is  ruined  be- 
yond redemption  for  this  life.  You  have  not  now, 
and  never  had.  any  intention  to  marry  her,  and  with 

my  last  words when  I  feel  the  hand  of  death  about 

to  stop  the  pulsations  of  my  heart-  I  give  you  both 
my  dying  corse — I  repeat  it,  my  dying  curse.  It 
ehall  follow  you  through  Una  world  and  the  next, 

[ShefckUs  ba",k  and  dies.  ] 

Act  V. 

SCENE  I MBI.  SWEBLIN'S  HOUSE  FAUST  and  MAB- 

OABET  (in  black). 

MABGABET— O,  Henry  I  what  will  you  say  to  Mar- 
garet now  ? 

FAUJT  -That  I  love  her  more  than  ever. 

MAGABBET— I  cannot  help  thinking  of  mother's 
death. 

FAUST —You  must  not  grieve  about  that.    When 


we  are  married  you  will  be  happy.  You  must  dig- 
miss  unpleasant  thoughts  from  your  mind. 

MAKGABET— It  is  fearful  to  think  I  murdered   her. 

FAU*T— You  must  not  call  that  murder.  There  is 
no  murder  without  a  wicked  intention.  You  loved 
her  an  1  meant  her  no  harm. 

MABGABET  -Indeed  I  loved  her. 

FAUST  It  was  an  accident  ;  you  must  not  think 
of  it  or  tell  of  it.  Think  only  of  the  happiness  toat 
rnuf-t  be  ours  as  soon  an  we  are  married. 

MABGABET Mot  ler's  death  was  terrible,  and  she 

cursed  you. 

FAUST She  did  not  know  how  honestly  I  love 

you. 

ftfABGABET  —  I  cannot  fix  my  mind  upon  our  love. 
Whenever  I  am  alone,  I  am  hauuted  by  spectres 
that  torture  me. 

FAUST— You  do  not  doubt  my  fidelity  ? 

MABGABET— No;  but  my  mother's  curse  rings  in 
my  ears.  I  feel  that  I  have  exposed  myself  to  great 
danger,  and  I  am  oppressed  by  a  vague  fear  that  I 
am  to  undergo  cruel  suffering.  I  am  about  to  be- 
come a  mother,  and  I  am  not  yet  a  wife.  I  wi'liugly 
braved  scandal  for  your  *>abe,  but  the  death  of  my 
mother,  my  brother's  cruelty,  the  delay  in  our 
marriage,  my  exclusion  from  society,  tha  insults  to 
which  I  am  subjected  whenever  I  go  into  the  streets, 
and  the  anxiety  which  I  see  in  your  face  at  times 
when  you  do  not  know  that  I  am  observing  you, 
have  destroyed  my  peace  of  mind.  Have  you  any 
secret  cause  of  worry  ? 

FAUST — Nothing  but  tie  delay  in  our  marriage.  I 
waittd  long  for  a  reply  to  my  petition  for  l«ave  to 
marry,  and  at  last  I  have  received  an  answer,  but  it 
is  a  refusal. 

MABGABET— A  refusal.     Then  yon  will  desert  me? 

FAUST — Never,  by  all  th'it  is  sacred.  I  suspect 
some  trickery  or  mistake,  and  I  mu-t  gee  the  Em- 
peror himself.  He  cannot  refuse  rue. 

MABGABET -Then  you  will  1  ave  mo? 

FAUST — Only  for  a  few  weeks,  BOOII  to  return,  and 
never  to  leave  you  again. 

MABGABET — lienry,  when  you  talk  BO  I  must  be 
happy. 

FAUST  -Albert  wants  to  serenade  Mrs.  8»erlin  to- 
night,  and  I  may  come  with  him. 

MABGABET — I  will  peep  out  to  see  you. 

8UENE  II  — Street  before  MBS.  BWBRLIN'S  door. 
VANENTINE.  afterward  ALBEBT,  FAU^T,  MABGABET, 
MBS.  SWEBLIN,  and  others. 

VALENTINE — There  was  a  time  when  it  was  a  pleas, 
ure  for  me  to  sit  at  our  mess-table  in  the  evenings 
and  hear  the  fellows  bragging  of  their  favorites 
among  the  girls,  and  I  would  listen  to  it  all  and 
stroke  my  beard  with  satisfaction,  aud  after  they  had 
done  I  would  take  my  full  glass  and  say,  •»  Every- 
body  to  bid  taste,  but  is  tiere  another  in  the  whole 
country  like  my  sister  Margaret?"  Toey  would  cry, 
«'  He  is  right  ;  she  is  the  ornament  of  the  whole 
sex"  And  then  the  braggarts  were  dumb  And 
now  ?  O,  I  could  tear  my  heart  out.  Every  rascal 
turns  up  nid  nose  aud  cuts  me  with  insulting  hints. 
And  yet  I  can  not  give  them  tlie  lie.  I  must  /ret  at 
every  accidental  word.  Here  comes  somebody.  If  ir, 
be  he,  I  will  kill  him  on  t  ieep;>t.  [  Enter  Albert  and 
Faust,  the  former  strumming  on  a  guitar,  as  if  about  to 
play  } 

VALENTINE  L'  t's  see  whether  you  can  p'ay  on  this 
instrument.  [Draws  his  sword  and  ai'a:hs  Albert. 
Albert  and  Faust  draw  ] 

FAUBT  \to  A>'bert] — I  will  parry.  You  disarm  him. 
[  They  make  sever  a',  passes.  Valentine  evidently  furious. 
Altxrt  runs  him  though.] 


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VALENTINE  —  Murder  !    Murder  I 

FAUST  [angrily  to  Albert]—  You.  have  killed  him. 

ALBERT  -Did  you  want  him  to  kill  me?  There 
was  DO  half  way  with  him.  Chme,  q'lick,  or  we 
shall  be  caught.  I  hear  the  watch.  f  They  leave. 
People  come  running,  Margaret  and  Mrs.  Swerlin 
among  thtm  ] 

MBS   SWEBLIN—  Here  is  one  dead  man. 

VALENTJNK  —  Not  dead  yet. 

MARGARET     Who  is  it  ? 

VALENTINE  —Your  mother's  son. 

MARGARET—  O,  Got  !  What  agony  I 

VALENTINE  —  I'm  dying,  that's  all.  Gome  here, 
you  women,  and  stop  your  crying.  I  have  a  word 
to  say  to  5011.  [  They  step  nearer,  ]  Margaret,  you  are  too 
young  yet  to  have  mucii  sense  ;  jou  have  not  managed 
well  ;  I  have  a  little  secret  to  tell  you  ;  you  are  a 
harlot. 

MABGABET  Good  Lord,  brother,  bow  can  you 
speak  so  ? 

VALENTINE-  You  have  no  right  to  call  on  the 
Lord.  It's  too  lare  now;  what's  don«<  can't  be 
mended.  You  begin  with  one  ;  then  others  come, 
and  soon  the  whole  town  has  you.  8hame  is  born 
in  the  dark,  and  hides  under  the  veil  of  night  at 
first,  bu<  t-oon  ventures  out  into  the  daylight.  The 
more  hateful  it  ia,  the  more  public  it  becomes.  I 
already  see  the  time  when  all  your  old  friends  will 
Bhun  you  as  they  would  a  small-pox  corpse.  You 
will  end  your  days  in  rage  and  tilth  in  a  dark  corner, 
among  beggars  and  thieves,  and  if  God  forgives  you 
in  H  aven.  it  will  ba  more  than  man  will  do  on 

Mus.  SWEBLIN  —  You  wretch,  flow  can  you  take 
eartb. 

advantage  of  such  a  time  to  tort  are  your  unfortunate 
Bister?  Everybody  knows  that  that  scar  on  your 
face  was  got  in  a  drunken  Qght  at  that  infamous 
house  near  the  mil!.  Leave  others  alone.  Com- 
mend your  eoul  to  your  Savior  and  repent  your 


VALENTINE  —  You  shameless  bawd.  If  it  had  not 
been  for  the  assignations  made  in  your  garden,  all 
would  have  been  well  to-day.  If  I  only  had  strength 
enough  to  run  my  sword  through  your  ribs,  I  would 
more  than  atone  for  all  my  siud.  [Lung  s  furiously 
at  htr  with  hit  sword  ] 

MAUUAUKT—  Valentine  !     Oh,  Valentine  I 

VALENTINE  —  Stop  your  tears.  When  you  lost 
your  honor,  you  gave  mo  a  wound  more  painful 
than  this  one  from  the  eword  of  your  seducer.  [He 
dirt  ] 

80ENE  III-  In  the  Road—  T.vo  Peasants,  then  Baron 
RITTEB-TAHL.  Stuff  and  Followers.  Including 
ANTHONY  SWERLIS,  and  finally  ALBEBT  and  Sirs. 
SWEBLIN  and  Wedding  Train  —  Music  in  Distance. 

FIBST  PEASANT  —  They  have  a  nice  day  for  the 
wedding.  There  tUey  come. 

SECOND  PEASANT—  Acd  yonder,  on  the  other  sids, 
comes  the  regiment  tbat  left  here  eight  years 
ago  for  the  wars.  Tbo^e  fellows  with  floe 
toggery  iane>t  be  t  m  Colonel  and  nis  staff  [  E'nttr 
Bar^n  Ritterstalil,  stap'  and  followers,  includ  ng  Mr. 
Suitriin  j 

KIITEUSTAHL  [to  Pt  a<cmJ]_What  does  yonder 
music  meau  ? 

DIBSX  PEASANT—  There  has  been  a  wedding.  Mr. 
Albert  »nd  Mrs.  swerlin  have  been  married. 

MB  SWEBLIN—  What  Mr*.   .Swerlin? 

PEASANT  --The  widow  of  Authouy  Swerlin  that  went 
&B  a  soldier  in  Kittf-rstuhl's  rrgimeut. 

MB.  SWEBLIN  [to  Iti'.ttrsta'd\—My  wife,  by  all 
that's  holy,  [tol'ta-ant^  What  became  of  her  first 
husband? 


PEASANT — Mr.  Albert,  the  gentleman  that  married 
he,  brought  news  of  his  death  in  the  wars. 

MB.  SWEBLIN— Is  this  Mr.  Albert  rich  ? 

PEASANT—NO  ;  but  I  gu  >ss  it  was  the  best  she 
could  do.  [Exeunt  Peasants. J 

MB  SWEBLIN  -Baron,  do  you  like  fun  ?  And  if 
you  will  assist  me  we'll  have  a  jolly  bit  of  it.  I 
know  how  to  do  it  ;  I  saw  something  like  it  onoe 
before. 

BABON  -Certainly,  Anthony,  what  is  it  ? 

MB  SWEBLIN  -  Let  ma  put  on  some  old  rags  and 
claim  my  wife's  hand  when  she  cornea  up,  and  see 
how  she  will  act.  Then,  t  you  eay  so,  I  will  put 
on  your  cloak  and  hat,  and  pretend  to  be  command- 
er  of  this  regiment,  and  order  everybody  about,  and 
see  how  she  t  -eats  me  then. 

BABON — But  won't  that  disturb  your  domestic  fe- 
licity? 

MB.  SWEBLIN Beg  pardon  for  the  profanity,  Baron ; 

but  tt  bet  er  name  would  be,  domestic  hell.  I  would 
not  live  w;th  her  for  the  revenue  of  a  Prince.  She 
never  left  me  in  quiet  for  a  day.  I  would  rather 
charge  the  Swiss  spears  than  sit  still  under  the  lash 
of  her  tongue. 

BABON — All  right,  Anthony  ;  it  shall  be  as  you  say, 
Gentlemen  of  the  Staff,  attention  1  Until  I  give  >ou 
contrary  orders,  you  are  t  >  obey  Anthony  Swerlin 
with  the  same  forms  of  respect  tbat  you  pay  to  me. 
Gall  him  Baron  Swerlin,  and  do  everything  to  make 
people  think  him  commander  of  this  regiment. 

MB.  SWEBLIN — Gome,  Hans,  let  me  have  your  hat 
and  cloak  [Hans,  in  a  beggerly  dress,  comes  forward 
and  hesitates  ]  Don't  be  afraid;  I  will  give  them 
oack  to  you.  [  Taking  the  hat  and  holding  it  vp\\  I 
believe  in  ventilation.  This  suits  me.  Who's  your 
hatter?  When  I  get  rich,  I  intend  to  wear  a  hat 
like  this  every  day.  There  is  nobody  in  this  regi- 
ment that  pays  more  regard  than  you  do  to  one- 
half  of  the  precept  tbat  you  must  keep  your  head 
cool  and  your  feet  warm.  Wow,  the  cloak.  [  Taking 
it  and  holding  if,  vp.]  The  fellow  that  cut  this  cloak 
was  a  genius,  thougu  something  of  the  original  ef- 
fect has  been  injured  by  the  «nviovs  tooth  of  time. 
This  suits  my  new  dignity.  [Paradiig  round  in  it  ] 
Will  I  do  for  the  command  of  the  regiment?  Baron 
Ititteretahl  ia  a  good  fellow  ;  b^ut  he  can  never  learn 
to  put  on  the  grand  airs  of  a  military 
commander.  If  I  only  had  time  I  would  give  him 
a  lesson.  But  here  they  come.  Remember  that  I  am 
to  be  a  beggar  until  I  tane  the  Baron's  cloak  and 
then  you  must  treat  me  as  you  would  a  Commander- 
in  Chief.  Do  not  spare  ceremony.  I  want  to  feel,  if 
only  for  a  few  minutes,  how  it  is  to  be  approached 
with  awe  and  trembling.  Lieutenact  Oiruiony,  go  off 
to  a  distance,  address  a  note  to  Bjroa  Swerlin  pur- 
porting to  come  from  General  Martenstein,  and  bring 
it  to  me  when  you  see  me  wearing  the  bat  and  cloak 
of  Baron  liitterstahl,  and  when  I  give  you  the  sig- 
nal. 

LIEUT.   OABMONY— Yes,  sir.     [Goes  off.] 

[Enttr  Mr.  Albert.  Mrs  Swerlin  on  his  arm  and  othert. 
Mr.  Swirlin  advances  to  Mrs.  Swtrlin.  ] 

MB.  bWBBLiN— My  dear  Martha,  I  am  back  at  last 
from  the  wars. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN— Fellow,  I  don't  know  you. 

MB.  SWEBLIN  -I  am  your  loving  husband  Anthony 
Swerlin. 

Mas.  SwEBLiN—This  is  my  husband,  sir.  You're 
an  impostt-r.  My  first  husband  died  in  Padua  a 
year  ago.  I  can  prove  it.  I  have  the  affidavits  in 
my  house. 

MB.  SWEBLIN — Can't  you  believe  your  own  eyes  ? 
Don't  you  recognize  this  scar  that  you  made  on  my 


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forehead  with  a  broomstick  tie  morning  after  we 
•were  married. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN  -You  lie;  I  didn't.  }  on  Wfre 
drunk  and  fell  out  of  bed  and  cut  yourself.  That  is, 
nay  first  husband  did.  But  you  are  not  the  man  and 
you  don't  look  a  bit  like  him. 

MB.  SWEBLIN — These  gentlemen  all  know  me  as 
Anthony  Hwerhu. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN — I  don  t  care.  I  never  saw  you  bet 
fore,  and  I  don't  want  to  see  you  again. 

MB  SWERLIN .Madam,  perhap^you  will  recognize 

me  when  I  tnrow  off  this  b»  gnarly  dress  and  put  on 
that  wbich  belongs  to  my  rauk.  Pardon  me  for  the 
trick  that  I  Lave  been  playing.  Ti  e  fortune  of  war 
turned  in  ir.y  favor.  I  won  promotion  on  the  battle- 
field. I  am  rich,  and  commander  of  this  regimen- 
in  place  of  Ritterstahl,  cow  a  General.  |  To  the  man 
from  whom  lie  took  the  beg  jar's  la',  and  cloak]  Here, 
lellow,  take  thest>  rag".  [  rj\>  Strvant  who  has  Rithr 
stall's  bat  and  cloak]  Give  me  my  own  cloab,  sword 
and  hat.  [Pats  them.  on].  Now  I  feel  like  mjself 
again.  [Drawing  back].  Madam,  if  'bat  gentleman 
is  jour  husband,  I  hn^e  nothing  farther  to  say  to 
you.  (  To  Major  Aiayer].  Major,  there  i»  a  large  open 
common  west,  of  tiie  town  ;  l^y  off  a  place  there  for 
the  camp.  Make  every  necessary  arrangemert  for 
staying  cere  a  week. 

MA  JOB  MATEB— Yes,  sir.     [  He  goes  riff]. 

MB*.  SWEKLIS  [having  Albert'^—  My  utar  Anthony, 
I  begin  to  recognize  you  now. 

MB  SWEBLIN  [to  Mr.  Wetzel] — Commissary,  see 
that  the  meu  have  an  abundant  supply  of  ireeh  pro- 
visions, and  provide  a  keg  of  wine  lor  each  cercpauy 
every  day. 

MB.  WETZEL— -I  will  see  to  it. 

OUT  IDEB  — Hurrah  for  Baron  Swerlin  ! 

MB.  SWERLIN  Silence  tbe,re.  You  act  as  if  yoa 
bad  never  been  properly  fed  before. 

RITT:BTHAL —  D — i)  the  fellow's  impudence. 
That  is  a  bit  at  me.  |  Aloud  ]  But,  Baron 

MB.  SWEBLIN — No  objections.  We  will  talk  over 
the  expense  this  evening. 

Maa  StfEBLis  [rushing  up] — Oh,  my  beloved  An- 
tbony I 

MB.  SWEBLIN  [pushing  her  &acfej_Wait,  Madam, 
till  I  hsve  given  my  oners.  [Li-.ut.  Garment/  comes 
up  and  gioes  a  Mt".r.  J 

IIEDI.  CABMONT—A  letter  from  General  Marten- 
Btein  for  Baron  Sw=rlm. 

MB.  SWEBLIN  [opening  and  reading  the  letter] 

Return  to  General  Marteustein,  and  tell  him  I  will 
stay  here  a  week.  I  should  be  glad  to  have  him 
dine  with  me  Thursday  next,  and  in  the  evening  we 
•will  have  a  ball  ia  his  honor,  if  the  good  ladies  of 
the  town  will  favor  us  with  their  presence. 

LADIES  OF  WKDDING  PABTY— f>h,  how  nice  1 

MBS.  BWEBLIN  [rushing  up  a^ain  anl  throwing  h>r 
arms  round  his  neck  and  kissiny  him[  —Oh,  Auliionr, 
I  can't  tell  you  how  rejoiced  I  am  at  your  return 
alive  and  well,  I  always  knew  you  would  be  a  great 
man  if  you  only  had  a  chance. 

MB  SWEBLIN — Paymaster  Fohr,  pay  the  men  up 
•when  yon  get  hxed  in  camp  as  far  as  the  funds  will 
go.  I  want  the  regiment  to  have  a  good  time  here. 

MB   FoHB—Yes,  Saron. 

MBS  SWEBLIN  [to  Albert  J—  What  do  you  mean  by 
hanging  round  here  ? 

MB.  SWEBLIN— I  thought  you  said  he  waa  your 
husband. 

MBS  BWEBLIN — He  deceived  me.  He  swore  yoa 
\»ere  dead,  and  he  attended  your  funeral.  Ha 
ought  to  be  arrettid  for  perjury. 

MR.  SWEBLIN— Did  he  awear  that? 


MBS.  SWEBLIN  -Yes  ;  I  have  the  affidavit  all 
signed  and  sealed  by  the  villfio. 

MB  SWEBLIN  [to  some  rf  Hitters!  ahl's  suite]  Here, 
you  fellows,  tie  ihis  scobndrel  to  yonder  Viee,  and 
give  him  forty  stripes,  well  laid  OB.  [  They  seize  him 
end  start  away  ui'h  t<irn  ] 

BlTIEBSTAHL-StOp  !       *t0p  1       Th&t  WOU't  do         Hrt 

has  nit  violiittd  the  military  law.  You  wouJd  get 
me  into  trouole.  Anthony,  you  have  carried  your 
joke  far  enough.  Madam,  I  am  Baron  Rmerstabl, 
commander  of  the  regimont,  and  Antnony  Swerliri 
18  my  servant.  Anthony,  you  can  take  off  your  traj  - 
pings  and  go  at  d  countermand  jour  ciders. 

KB*.  t-WEBLiN  Oh,  Anthony,  how  could  you  de- 
ceive, me  BO  ;  but  I  will  still  be  your  wife. 

&B  SWEBLIN Excuse  me,  madam.     I  will    rte'u 

list.     I  nnd  more  peace  in  the  wars. 

MBS  SW^BLIN  — My  dear  Albert,  let  us  leave  this 
unpleasant  scene. 

ALBEBT Pardon  me,  madame,  I    am   afraid   your 

husband  uiiaht  turn  up  B^ron  Swerlin  again. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN — 9,  what  shall  I  do  for  a  I  u -band  ? 

[F ainti.  | 
Miss  Green  comes  forward. 

JVi  a  GBEEN— uidu't  1  ten  you  bo  ! 

SCENE    17 MBS.    SWEBLIN'S     hou*e ;    MABGABET 

with  babe  ;  Mas.  SWEBLIN. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN-  -It  is  H  pretty  babe. 

MABaABKT  — I'-  does  not  look  like  a  cbiid  of  sin. 

MBS  SWEBLIN — I:  is  as  pure  as  an  angel. 

MABGABST— \nd  is  condemned  to  dh  grace  here 
and  to  p  rdition  hereafter. 

MBS  SWEBLIN — Prof.  Fduat  will  marry  you  and 
make  it  all  rigot. 

MABGABBT— I  fear  I  shall  never  see  him  again. 

MBS.  OWEBLIN— He  told  Albert  that  he  intended  t) 
take  you  to  Italy  to  live  there. 

MABOA.BEX — But  how  take  me  ?  He  dare  not  come 
back. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN— He  can  come  in  disguise.  In 
your  new  home  the  people  will  know  nothing  of 
your  past  ;  you  can  be  happy  there. 

MABGABET  -  Happy  ?  Can  he  give  me  back  my 
mother?  Can  he  restore  uiy  brother  to  life?  Cau 
he  prevent  scandal  irom  following  my  daughter  ? 
Look  !  yonder  is  the  spirit  of  my  Cousin  Birbara.  • 

MBS.  SWEBLIN— There  is  nothing  there ;  it  is  only 
fancy • 

MABGABET  -Do  you  not  eee  her  ? 

MBS.  b*E  ILIS-  Where  ? 

MABGABET -l here  ;  ic  this  room.  She  holds  out 
htr  uruis  to  me.  Barbara,  pardorj  me  tor  besicatmg 
to  coaie  to  you  ;  it  is  only  because  Martha  said  you 
WUH  not  here..  I  love  you  HH  couch  ad  ever. 

[Mirgaret  goes  to  the  oth  r  side  of  th".  room,  opens  her 
a'm<  and  clos  s  th*.in  in  the  entbiace  of  an  imaginary 
person  till  she  brings  t'i'm  to  her  oun  body,  and  the* 
stirts  in  astoriishm<nt  a'  rot  findi'-g  anything  in  her 
a-ms  Site  /oo'ts  around  as  if  to  see  where  she  has  gone, 
a-id.  sedng  r.othing.  looks  up.  She  then  latches  at  some 
thing  a'iove  with  he<-  hand,  as  if  it  wtre  a  fly,  and  soys, 
I  hav<t  caught  Her  tliougb  she  tbougt  t  8b9  bad  en- 
csped  me.  [She  opens  her  hand  cautious'y  as  if  to  see 
something  like  a  fly,  ani  aJLds  ]  No,  1  uia  net  cau  u 
her.  Well,  shr>  h*s  gone.  [Looking  at  Mrs.  Swer- 
lin,  who  stares  at  her  [ 

MABGABET— Do  you  think  I  am  crazy  ? 

MBs.-bwtBLiN — No      Why  do  you  ask  ? 

MABGABSX — So netimes  I  imagine  that  I  am  real 
happy,  but  that  I  am  subject  to  crazy  ii>s,  and  tueu 
I  have  all  kindd  of  horrid  visions.  Did  you  know 
my  mother  ? 

MBJ.  SWEBLIN — licok  at  me,  Margaret,  I  am   your 
Martha. 


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MARGARET  _  \Tarth*.  Yes,  I  hr.va  heard  that  name 
before.  I  dreamed  I  bad  a  brother  Valentine,  and 
be  said  shocking  things  fo  Martha.  I  dreamed  that 
he  was  go  good  to  nr*  und  BO  proud  of  me  till  the 
l-.Pt  time  he  saw  me. 


gone 


*.  8  WEB  UN  [asi  'e]  -Alas!  Her  wits  have  eLt  rely 


JEST  —And  they  say  there  is  another  world 
vf.i«ir-  good  people  will  be  happy.  I  must  send  this 
)utle  innocent  there.  I  coald  not  be  so  mt  an  as  to 
thrn-v  her  into  men  a  cruel  world  as  this. 

MBS.  r-wEBLiN  —  VL^rgarot,    Margaret,   do   you   not 

P6-    Illr-  ? 

MARGARET  _  Yes,  I  s°e  yoa.     I  drsarued  that  I  had 
a  cousin,  and    tnat  the  looked    like  you.     Sue  was  a 
gf'Od  soul  and  kept  herself  and  everybody  about  her 
in  f-'oubip. 
MR*.  SWEBLIS  -That's  not  altogether  crazy. 

'ViARGABEi—  She  supposed  this  WHS  a  country 
\rhere  she  could  )ive  respec'ablj,  without  t-ampliug 
dowu  other  people.  Poor  soul!  she  was  t-atnpled 
down  herself.  And  now,  t  fancy  I  see  her  here,  b^g- 
ting  me  to  put  my  darling  girl  where  sue  will  be 
t  arnpled  down  in  her  turn. 

MKS.  SWEBLIN—  Do  not  talk  so,  Margaret, 
MARGVBET  —  Yes,  that  ia  tie  truth.  I  am  not 
crszy  on  that  point.  I  spoke  w  1  1  Henry  about  it, 
and  he  told  me  so  himself.  He  would  mt  toll  a 
lie  ;  he  never  did.  There  was  never  a  truer,  nob'.er 
man.  He  said  that  the  world  is  full  of  shams,  sham 
government,  sham  philosophy,  sham  pleasure,  sham 
religion  aud  sbatn  virtue.  The  nobles  imagine  that 
their  happiness  depends  upon  keeping  the  mnlt,t  ide 
in  serfdom  ;  tae  rich  men  hate  the  idea  of  raising  the 
poor  ont  of  abject  poverty  ;  the  priests  are  horrified 
at  popular  education,  and  moralist*  of  reputnion 
tell  us  that  there  must  be  common  women  to  pre- 
serve the  general  chastity.  As  if  the  misery  of  the 
many  were  necessary  f-_>r  the  h*ODines^  of  the  few. 
Much  are  tie  horrible  shams  t  tat  rule  tha  world. 
Tuey  mean  well  ;  taey  believe  tneir  own  nonsense  ; 
but  they  are  fooli&b.  All  men  are  brothers,  and 
ttiey  must  share  the  elevation  or  degrad.it  on  of  one 
another.  They  must  all  rife  together,  before  the 
highest  happiness  of  which  they  are  capible  can  be 
•  reached.  That  is  whut  H-»ury  told  me.  He  said 
m*r>y  sublime  things.  Sometimes  I  fe.t  as  if  hia 
conversation  lifted  mo  up  into  the  skies.  In  the 
next  world,  there  are  no  shams.  That  is  the  place 
for  iny  Jit  le  girl. 

Mrs.  bwEBLi.*—  She  will  get  there  in  the  proper 
time. 

JHABGABET  —  Yes;  and  I  will  flee  fiat  the  proper 
ttuje  comes  very  BOOU. 

Mrs.  SWEBLIN  —  YJU  do  not  mean  to  murder  her? 

MABGABET  —  That's  au  ugiy  word  ;  0ut  words  do 
not  scare  me.  No  ;  I  will  not  murder.  I  will  only 
transplant  a  pure  soul  from  a  base  to  a  higher 
HP  her*  of  exibtence.  I  canuol  murder  tho  soul  ;  but 
I  can  release  It  from  a  debaning  clod.  It  ;s  my  duty 
to  provide  for  the  happiness  of  this  augal.  and  it 
must  bo  done  —and  it  must  be  soon,  yes,  eoun. 

Mrs.  SWEBLIN  -  Mirgarut.  look  at  me  ! 

UABGABUT  -1  see  you.  You  are  like  the  figures  in 
my  dreams.  Just  as  if  you  were  not  a  ghost.  The 
look  real,  and  the  bodies  like  *pe  tres. 
I  pinch  myself  to  eeo  whither  I  am 
awake  ;  bat  then  I  see  frightful  visions.  I  will  talk 
to  you  aa  if  you  were  a  real  person. 

MM.  SWEBLIN—  Your  unpleasant  dreams  will  soon 
be  gone.  You  will  live  in  an  orange  grove  in  Italy, 
and  t  le  situ  will  shine  there  every  day. 

WABGABET—  That  will  be  delightful  ;  that  is,  if 
U.ury  will  be  with  me. 


Mrs.  SWERC.IN  —  Henry  will  novar  leave 
more. 

MABGABET  —  I  st^ll  then  be  satisfied. 

MBS.  SWEBLIN  —  So  you  will  go  to  your  Henry  In 
Italy  ? 

MABGABET  —  Yes;  I  am  always  ready  to  go  with 
him,  but  I  caunot  take  this  darling  along. 

MBS  8  *ERLIN  —  Yaa,  Italy  will  be  the  place  for  her, 
too. 

MABGABET—  No,  not  even  Italy  is  good  enough  for 
her.  I  must  send  her  to  a  bet-er  land.  But  how  ? 
Poor  thiug,  tall  me  how.  Shall  I  choke  you?  No,  I 
cannot.  A  knife?  No,  horrid  thought,  away  I  Tha 
ditch?  Yes,  that  is  tie  placs.  The  water  is  cool 
and  pleasant.  It,'s  dirty,  but  it  will  not  stain  your 
eoul.  Lst  me  go  n<^v  »«d  finish  it  while  I  feel 
haopr  |  Jti-iny  an'i  goiny  to  the  door], 

MB*.  SwERLif  _  Stop    Margaret,  you  shall  not. 

MARQABCT  Snail  not?  H  >w,  spectra,  do  you  sup- 
pose you  can  stop  me?  I  wonld  beat  down  all  the 
furie*  in  bflll.  IS'ifing  a  brush  and  striking  Mrs. 
Stverlin,  u-ht  falls,  she  rushes  out  J 
8CENE  V—  Night,  in  front,  of  MSBGARET'S  prison. 
FAUST,  afterward  ALBERT. 

FAUST  I  have  retun  el  at  the  risk  of  my  life  to 
take  Margaret  away  from  this  horrid  town.  I 
wonder  whether  Albert  received  lay  letter 
requesting  him  to  meet  me  here  to-night 
with  counterfeit  keys.  Ho  wrote  me  thtt  she  was 
arrested  for  murdering  her  child  —  nay  child  —  and 
that  was  tie  only  notice  I  had  of  its  birth.  In  her 
bitter  agony  I  was  absent.  It  was  her  misfortune  to 
love  Fanat.  There  comes  somebody.  [Hewthlraws 
to  one  side  ] 

ALBEBI  [  entering  j  —  This  is  a  hopeless  case.    'Who's 


FAU.T  [coming  for  war  J  and  shaking  7ia»ds]  —  You 
are  here  on  time. 

ALBEUT  —  I  do  not  like  your  rt  turn  to  this  unfor- 
tunate place. 

FAU  T  —  Unfortunate,  indeed,  it  la.  I  fancy  that 
every  housetop  is  covered  with  grinning  devils, 
ready  to  turfue  me. 

ALBEBT—Wby  did  you  come?  You  can  do  no 
good.  You  could  hardly  eecaoe  from  the  police  be. 
fore  ;  and  it  wa*  folly  to  run  tie  risk  again  for  the 
sake  of  seeing  a  crazy  woman. 

FAUCT—  Is  *he  crazy  now? 

ALBKBT  —  They  Bay  she  is  completely  gone. 

FAUST  —  'i<<r  troubles  have  been  enough  to  drive 
anybody  to  the  rnad-house. 

ALBEBT—Sbe  thinks  her  baby  is  alive  yet.  She 
has  made  a  doll  out  of  an  old  pettiooa*,  bugs  it, 
sings  to  it,  cal  a  it  her  little  Henrietta,  laughs,  then 
scolds  it  as  tbe  cuiss  of  all  her  misery,  chokes  it 
and  tslle  it  to  die,  says  it  is  wicked,  and  not  good 
enough  t)  live  among  such  pious  people  as  there  are 
in  Tannwald.  After  t^lsiog  that  way  awhile,  she 
t'irows  it  down  und  says  it  ia  dead,  and  begs  the 
Jailor  to  bury  it  —  bury  it  so  deep  that  it  can  never 
burrow  its  way  out  to  persecute  her.  She  does  not 
know  her  old  friends,  and  the  Jailor  is  mean  enough. 
to  say  that  she  is  only  playing  crazy  to  escape  pun- 
ishment. 

FAU3T_Ha  is  a  wretch.  Did  ehe  really  kill  her 
child? 

ALBERT  —  Oh  yes.  No  mistake  about  that.  Ohe 
knocked  down  MM.  Hwerlin,  who  tried  to  prevent 
her.  It  13  or  no  aso  for  you  to  expect  any  satisfac- 
tion from  talking  with  her. 

FAUST  —  T  have  come  to  take  her  away  with  me. 

ALBKBT  —  Take  her  with  you?  Yon  may  as  well 
give  up  that  idea.  You  could  not  take  away  a  sane 


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woman  without  being  caught,  much  loss  a  crazy 
one. 

FAUST—!  will  try  it. 

ALBERT  —Failure  in  Inevitable. 

FAU*T  -I  take  the  chances. 

ALBERT —If  you  are  canght,  your  life  will  pay  the 
forfeit. 

FAUST The  risk  does   not   frighten   me   in   tho 

leaes.  I  promised  Margaret  that  ehe  should  Pharo 
my  fate,  and  a  thousand  deaths  should  not  make  me 
break  my  word. 

ALBERT — -Uife  is  sweet  to  every  one, 

FAU*T_Not  to  me.  Death  for  Margaret's  sake  has 
no  terrors.  My  sins  ar«  so  horrible,  that  they  cry 
out  for  some  atonement.  I  always  thought  I  was 
good,  and  yet  see  what  cri-nes  are  heaped  on  my 
head.  I  dishonored  and  deserted  ona  of  the  best 
women  that  ever  lived,  and  for  the  sake  of  dishonor, 
ing  her  with  impunity,  I  murdered  her  mother  and 
her  brother.  I  drove  her  crazy  and  am  responsible 
for  the  death  of  her  child,  which  she  drowned. 
Did  tha  most  cruel  tyrant,  the  fiercest  savage,  the 
most  ferocious  outlaw,  ever  inflict  such  misery  on 
his  worst  enemy  as  I  did  on  the  woman  whom 
I  loved  more  than  life  itself  ?  What  are  breaking  on 
the  wheel,  roasting  over  a  alow  fire,  the  worst  tor- 
tures  of  the  Inquisition,  the  rennerner,t*  of  supersti- 
tious or  political  hate —what  are  they  all  compared 
to  an  agony  of  months  like  Margaret's?  And  lam 
the  cause  of  all.  A  monster  could  not  leave  her  ia 
peace  ;  but  fate  shall  not  rob  me  of  the  satisfaction 
of  b^ing  true  to  her.  With  her  I  will  live  or  with 
her  I  will  die.  In  my  distress,  I  still  have  command 
over  death,  the  mighty  spirit  who  by  a  beck  can 
sweep  away  all  the  scenes  of  misery.  Yos,  death  ia 
still  my  friend,  my  protsctor.  The  eartti  is  my 
loving  mother,  and  she  has  promised  me  that  when- 
ever I  wish  for  perfect  rest  1  have  only  to  return  to 
her  bosoia.  Good  mother,  I  may  soon  come  home. 
I  have  no  fear  of  your  embrace. 

ALBERT  -This  is  no  time  for  lamentation  or  phi- 
losophy. I  have  the  counterfeit  keys,  and  if  you  in- 
tend to  use  them  to  take  Margaret  out  of  prlaon,  you 
must  be  quick  about  it. 

FAUST — .Right.     I  am  grateful  for  your  assistance. 
I  will  go  alone  into  the  prison  and  you  slay  outride. 
Whatever  becomes  of   me,  tak&  cire  of  yourself.     If 
you  hear  any  noisa,  you  must  escape. 
8C1NE  VI.  —Prison.     FAUST,  MARGARET,  afterward 
ALBSBT.     FAUST  unlock*   the   door.      It   opens 
with   a   harsh  noise.     MARGARET  trembles  and 
crouches  down.     FAUST  enters 

FAU.-T What  a  loathsome  p'aoe  1     H">w  damp  the 

air,  how  Joul  the  smell  I  How  different  from  her 
cheerful  chamber. _tti.<  perfection  of  neatness  and 
cleanness  This  is  the  punishment  of  loving  too 
much,  I  wonder  where  she  is.  Hist,  Margaret  ! 
She  mu«t  be  asleep.  Margaret  1  Margarei  ! 

MARGARET  \rising  to  her  knees  ant  locking  her  hands 
in  supplication J  —  fake  pity  on  ma.  I  aiu  not  ready 
to  die. 

FAUST  —Do  not  make  a  noise.  I  have  come  to  Bet 
you  free. 

MARGARET  [rising  to  her  feet]- -Q&n't  you  let  me 
live  till  moruing  ?  It  is  hard  enough  to  be  hanged 
in  t'ae  daytime.  Let  me  live  a  few  hours  more.  I 
am  too  youag  to  die.  I  was  pretty,  too,  and  that 
was  my  rnin.  My  love  has  desert  ad  me,  and  left 
me  t->  suffer  alone. 

FAUJT  [taking  her  arm)  —  Oome,  Margaret.  I  am 
your  loving  Henry.  I  will  save  you. 

MARGA.RET-  You  hurt  my  arm.  Are  you  going  to 
drag  me  to  the  scaffold  ?  Have  you  no  mercy  ?  What 
harm  did  I  ever  do  to  you? 


FAUST— Heavens  1  what  misery  ! 

MARGARET— I  fcnow  that  you  are  going  to  kill  me; 
but  do  not  ba  in  such  a  hurry.  Give  me  my  child 
again.  Let  me  suckle  it  once  more  ;  only  once.  I 
held  it  in  toy  arma  all  night,  and  then  they  came 
and  took  it  away.  They  wanted  to  make  me  miser- 
able.  It  was  uuch  a  dear  little  thing.  And  now 
they  say  I  murdered  it.  I  shall  never  be  happy  any 
more. 

FAUST Margaret  1  Margaret,  do  come  away. 

MARGARET O  !  if  I  must  die,  let  me  pray  once 

more.  I  have  forgotten  the  prayers  that  my  mother 
taught  me.  [Kneeling  ]  O,  Jesus  !  O,  my  Savior! 
O,  Thou  Man  ot  Sorrow  !  pardon  the  sins  of  the  un- 
happiest  woman  that  ever  was  born,  and  let  me 
meet  my  Henry  and  my  baby  in  heaven  !  Amen. 
[Getting  up  \  I  am  ready  to  go  with  you  now.  Be 
quick  about  it.  I  want  to  die  while  that  prayer  is 
fresh  in  my  heart. 

FAUST I  am  not  the  hangman  ;  I  am  your  Henry. 

MARGARET That's  his  voice.  Henry,  my  Henry. 

I  have  you  at  last ;  I  am  free.  All  my  suffdring  is 
gone.  All  my  pain  is  past.  I  will  be  happy  again. 
I  will  hang  on  your  neck.  I  will  sit  on  your  knee. 
I  will  enjoy  your  sweet  converse.  You  have  come 
to  save  me. 

FAU3T_Yes,  love  ;  let  us  go  quick. 

MARGARET— O,  tell  me  that  you  are  still  my 
Henry.  Where  is  all  the  agony  of  the  prison  ?  What 
do  I  care  now  for  their  chains?  I  remember  the 
time  when  I  first  met  you.  How  noble  you  looked. 
I  could  not  help  loving  you.  [She  kisses  him.] 

FAUST— Let  us  escapa  fir  at,  and  I  will  kiss  you 
afterward. 

MARGARET  -You  will  not  kiss  me?  Have  you  for- 
gotten? You  were  not  away  so  long.  I  am  half 
afraid  of  you.  If  you  don't  love  me  any  more  tell 
the  hangman  to  come. 

FAUST  -Indeed,  I  love  you.  Will  you  not  oome 
with  me? 

MARGARET Are  you  not  afraid  to  go  with  me? 

Do  you  Know  what  I  have  done  ? 

FAU  T— Yes,  yes  ;  I  love  you  more  than  ever. 

MARGARET — I  murdered  my  mother,  I  drowned 
my  child,  I  disgraced  my  friends.  You  are  too 
good  to  go  with  such  a  woman.  What's  this  on 
your  hand?  It's  wet.  Wipe  it  off  It's  blood. 
Good  God,  what  have  you  done?  Put  up  your 
sword,  I  beg  you. 

FAUST — Margaret,  you  wring  my  heart.  Let  us 
forget  the  past. 

MAR^ARET—Yes,  we  will  forget  the  past.  You 
must  ttiy  here  and  bury  me.  I  will  tell  you  about 
my  grave.  You  muse  see  that  it  is  £ade  right  ;  at- 
tend  to  it  to-morrow.  Give  my  mother  the  best 
place  ;  put  Valentine  at  her  side  and  me  a  litsle  way 
off.  with  my  baby  at  my  right  breass.  Nobody  else 
would  like  to  lie  near  ma.  We  will  meat  again,  but 
not  in  Martha's  garden. 

FAU  -T Quick,  quick  ;  it  will  be  too  late  to  escape. 

MARGARET— Don't  hurry  me  ;  the  hangman  will 
come  soon  enough. 

FAUST O,  that  I  had  never  been  born,  f  A  shot  is 

heard  outside  ] 

ALBEKT  [stiggeringin  and  falling]—  Quick  I  Lock 
the  door;  th^  Folii-e  are  here. 

FAUST  [locking  the  door]  —Are  you  much  hurt? 

ALBERI— A  few  minute  will  finish  me.  Before  I 
die  let  ma  confess  my  only  treachery  to  you.  Slack 
gave  me  money  to  briba  the  Secretary  of  the  Coun. 
cil  for  a  refusal  to  your  petition.  But  for  that  it 
would  have  been  granted.  We  thought  it  was  your 
interest  as  well  as  ours  that  you  should  be  a  Car- 
dinal. Forgive  me. 


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FAU.-T-  Tuct  UttJe  error  of  judgment  was  the 
ranse  of  all  Margaret's  suffering  and  mice.  Poor 
fellow.  I  pardon  you. 

ALBEBT — It's  all  over.         \Hefalls  lack  and  dies.} 

FAUST—He's  gone.  Anct'ier  death  added  to  m/ 
long  account. 

MAEGABET — Look,  Henry — look  at  t'^e  sopctre  of 
that  scamp  Helfenstein.  |  ffe'fe-nt.tfin  appears  in  the 
clouds  ax  a  spectre  in  a  convi<t  areas  and  chains  with  a 
rope  round  his  neck,  lei  by  one  devil  and  folio  ved  by 
another,  with  a  trident  marching  dou:n  ocer  rocks  to  a 
place  of  flames.]  S-e  Slack,  who  seduced  Barbara. 
\Slack  appears  as  a  spectre,  Jed  by  a  devil  and  followed 
by  another  decil.\ 

FAUST — I  can  noc  corse  anv  but  myself.  I  pity 
them.  [  Those  spectres  disappear.  [ 

MABGABET  —See,  here  are  olher  spectres.  Wiio 
are  they?  They  are  so  dim,  I  cannot  recocniza 
them.  [  The  spectre  of  Barbara  dressed  in  white  ap- 
pears, marching  vpicard  in  the  clouds  to  a  bright  castle 
in  the  sky,  and  beckoning  to  Margaret  ]  Yes,  Barbara, 
I  shall  come.  [  The  spectre  of  Mrs.  Hartz  appears  fol- 
lowing Barbara  ]  My  mother  !  my  eainttd  mother  I 
Do  you  beckon  rue  ?  Spe:tre  nods  |  Do  you  foraive 
me  ?  [Spectre  nods.]  Do  you  still  love  me  ?  [Spectre 


no'ls  ]     Oh  !  I  am  so   haopy      1  Phnll  come.     [ 
spectre  of  Va'entine  appears  after  the  others.] 

MABGABET -Mv  brother  Valentine.  Do  >ou  beckon 
to  me,  too?  [Spectre  nods]  Have  you  foreo't-n 
your  crnel  words  ?  [Spectre  nods  ]  You  still  love 
me  ?  [Spectre  nods  ]  I  am  coming. 

|  An  angel  appears  carrying  a  child.  ] 

MABGABET  -My  darling  Henrietta  I  t  ook.  Henry; 
you  never  saw  her.  [Margaret  falls  on  her  knees  j 
My  child  1  my  child  !  do  you  want  me,  100?  Su« 
emiles  ;  she  beckons  t;>  me,  too  !  Let  ua  go,  Henry, 
quick  ! 

FAUST — They  did  not  beckon  to  me.  They  rto  no«; 
want  me.  |  Ihc  spestres  all  stret  h  out  thtir  arms.  ] 

MABGARET — Yen  ;  they  want  us  both. 

\A  noise  is  heard  at  the  door  The  spectres  di? ap* 
pear  The  door  is  broken  open  The  police  come  in  j 

FAUST — There  is  no  escape  now  but  in  death,  ana 
I  shall  not  leave  that  to  the  vulgar  executioiier. 
The  miseries  of  poor  Margaret  and  her  wretched 
seducer  have  at  last  come  to  an  end.  We  shall  find 
that  peace  in  the  grave  and  which  we  Foneht  in  v«in 
on  earth.  [Draws  his  sword  and  kills  Margaret  j 
Dear  Dett'i,  protect  me  J  ]  Kills  himse'f.] 


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